In which we advance our pet search and have some fun with idioms
As you know, we here at Caterpickles Central have an opening (or two) for a new pet. As it’s pretty much the first time in three…
The Five-Year-Old Talks to Gran
One day last summer on our way home from showing Gran most of the Dedham bunnies, Gran and I got to reminiscing about other places we’ve…
Backwards Letters: Normal development or early indicator of dyslexia?
When I asked my 5YO why she hated writing in lower case, she said she could never remember whether the b’s or the d’s faced forward. It turns out, this is a very common problem for kindergarteners, and not necessarily an early sign of dyslexia.
“Are pearls mummified parasites?”
Until this week, I had thought pearls were the result of random bits of grit getting into an oyster’s mouth. Turns out oysters usually just spit those bits of grit out. They don’t make pearls unless that random bit of grit is something they can’t just spit out — like a parasite or a bit of food lodged in their shells.
“How did they get that magenta-colored pearl to be magenta?”
The Five-Year-Old’s favorite metal may be gold cooked by some long destroyed star, but her favorite necklace is actually made of materials forged somewhere much closer…
Goodnight, The Five-Year-Old
Overheard right about story time on a recent holiday eve… The Five-Year-Old: “Goodnight, sleep tight, Grandpa.” Grandpa: “Good night, sleep tight. Don’t let the bed bugs…
The Five-Year-Old thinks about pets
You know, I thought the week before Thanksgiving was supposed to be the hard one. Turns out to be more like the opening bell for weeks…
Breaking News: Actual vampire feared on the loose in Serbia
File this one under Stories Not to Share with The Five-Year-Old: “Residents of the western Serbian village of Zarozje reportedly received a unique public health warning…
Ask The Five-Year-Old: “Could the Twilight vampires take down Shaun the Sheep?”
Some days it seems like all a vampire has to do to prove his moral worth is to hunt animals instead of humans. “And sparkle in the sun,” Daddyo pointed out. The Five-Year-Old was fascinated by the thought of a glittery vampire. But she quickly spotted the flaw in that strategy. All that sparkle could give away a hunter’s position, especially if you’re stalking a wily sort of prey, like Shaun the Sheep.
The Five-Year-Old Writes Poetry
Best sung in a happy, high-pitched, atonal five-year-old voice to whatever tune you like best today… “Zippers” By The Five-Year-Old Howell ♫ Zippers have germs And…
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