Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Create your own Frankenstein Monster

Pia brings home a computer printout of instructions she wrote at school.

 

HOW TO A FLY BY SOPHIA

1. Get a long botl

2. Get same coc botl

3. stic the coc botl

4. get two gold eyes

5. stick the gold eyes

6. cover the fly

7. enjoy your minibeast

 

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Tuesday, February 24, 2009

I Made It!

Daddy believes children pick up how to do things by letting them do things.  He decides it’s time for Sammy to  start learning how to dress himself up.

Daddy: (handing Sammy his white cotton shirt) Here Sammy, put your shirt on.

Sammy: Oh-Kay.

Sammy sticks his head into the shirt’s head hole.  Then he sticks his right arm into the same hole (the shirt is a few sizes too big for him). Then he sticks his left arm into the same hole again.

Then he pulls down the shirt to just under his arms, turning it into tube top.

Sammy: (triumphant) I made it!

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Monday, February 23, 2009

The Deadly Art of Studying

Pia is mastering how to spell the days of the week.  She’s having trouble with “Thursday” and “Wednesday”, but Daddy thinks it’s because she’s not putting effort into it.   They’ve been at these two words for half an hour, and Daddy’s getting really fed up by Pia’s delaying tactics:

Daddy: (exasperation) Come on Pia, study the spelling now.

Pia: I already know how to spell!

Daddy: No you don’t. You can’t spell ‘Thursday’

Pia: I can!

Daddy: (frustration) Pia, you’re killing me.

Pia: YOU’RE killing me. I’m nearly dead.

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Saturday, February 21, 2009

Minimum Compliance

Lunch time. Rounding up the two older children to come to the kitchen and eat can be frustrating.  They ignore calls as if they didn’t hear anything.  But not Sammy, who loves to eat. One shout of ‘time to eat!’ and he’s at the table before the final syllable has completed.

One day, Mummy, Daddy, and Sammy are at the table, still waiting for Dominic and Pia to come into the kitchen to eat. 

Sammy is already feeding himself:

Daddy: Sammy, go call Achie.

Sammy: (in his Mickey mouse voice) I eating!    (slave drivers…grumble grumble)

Mummy: Come on Sammy, call Achie.

Sammy: Mummy, I eating! 

Pia comes into the kitchen and sits at her spot. Sammy sees the opportunity to do as he was told.

Sammy: (shouting into Achie’s face) ACHIE, WE EATING NOW!

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