The Eight-Year-Old makes plans
At some point in the next couple of years, we plan to renovate our 1920s-era master bathroom. The Eight-Year-Old, naturally is full of ideas. The Eight-Year-Old, surveying…
At some point in the next couple of years, we plan to renovate our 1920s-era master bathroom. The Eight-Year-Old, naturally is full of ideas. The Eight-Year-Old, surveying…
Over the weekend, The Eight-Year-Old stumbled onto the concept of derivative art. She looked up various works of art on her Daddyo’s iPad, then proceeded to redraw them as portraits of Tigery.
The Eight-Year-Old, out of the blue, on a recent trip to the suburbs: “Mommyo, what protects tow trucks from UV radiation?” Mommyo, curiously: “I don’t know, The…
Last year, we were lucky enough to be able to go to Florida for The (then) Seven-Year-Old’s Grandpa Howell’s birthday. Naturally, the topic of what to…
The Eight-Year-Old, after receiving the The Complete Calvin & Hobbes box set on a recent birthday: “Calvin and Hobbes! I got Calvin and Hobbes! I’ve struck gold!…
The Eight-Year-Old, after an hour of concentrated drawing on a recent Tuesday afternoon: “I’m running out of ideas! My ideas are jumping the shark!” Related Links:…
A few weeks ago, a miracle happened and we were able to convince The Eight-Year-Old to go see a live-action film (Disney’s Cinderella) in an actual…
The Eight-Year-Old, desperately, after piling into the car for yet another trip out into the world: “Mommyo, I forgot to bring a book! We have to…
Mommyo, frustrated while waiting for Daddyo’s iPad to download a dragon game for The (then) Seven-Year-Old: “Wow, is Daddyo’s iPad always this slow?” The (then) Seven-Year-Old:…
Daddyo, sleepily, on a recent Friday night: “Shall we have Family Togetherness A-Team time? Or should Reading break out?” The Eight-Year-Old, excitedly: “Let’s have Family Togetherness Reading of…