11 May, 2008
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I’m off to mom-a-palooza with my maternal grandma and aunt, my mom, my sister, and my baby niece. My poor lucky duck of a brother-in-law gets to come, too.
In honor of mother’s day, today’s momisms is a kinder/gentler momisms. Check it out!
and here’s a sneak preview: Momism of the day comes from Baby E (my niece): Mamamagmagmmamamamamamamamaammamamamama! ma!!
True, more enthusiastic words were never spoken (and nope we don’t care a bit if she also calls her dad ma, and sometimes pronounces ma as “ba” we get the idea – in short, “I love you mom!
4 May, 2008
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SDSingleGirl‘s comment on my first photo post below reminded me that I’d actually been intending to say a bit more about tulips and my love for them. (Thought I’d post again in the spirit of transparency/not editing after the fact, and okay, so I could have an excuse to perfect my photoblogging and share more beautiful tulips with all of you. Read the rest of this entry »
13 Apr, 2008
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I sat next to a six-year-old on the Metro today. On the way to a Nats game, complete with red cap and baseball glove. and gameboy, of course.
His parents were in the row behind us though I didn’t see them at first and he didn’t seem to be paying them much mind, just chattering away in one long continuous sentence.
“Are you going to the game??” I told him I wasn’t and he looked puzzled, as though it hadn’t occurred to him that the train went anywhere else. “It’s at the new park!!! That’s where we’re going!!!!”
Then he started explaining his pokemon game and how he was at level 17. I, of course, understood not a word and said I doubted I could get to level 2. “Oh no, you could! Level one is really easy. REALLY easy.” He continued playing and showing me things I didn’t understand in the game, though I was glad I had at least heard of pokemon.
When I got off the train, I told him to have fun, that I hoped he caught a fly ball. “Me too!” he said. “And also, I am pretty good at Pokemon, like a lot better than a lot of kids.”
As I stepped out of the train, I heard him calling “You’d be good, too! I can tell those things!”
He had me believing.
