Sophie loves her spelling homework. Here’s what she has to say about it.
“The word scramble is really, really fun.” In the word scramble challenge, Sophie chooses five of the week’s spelling words, scrambles the letters and asks me to unscramble them correctly. If I succeed, I get a star.
Papa took the girls apple picking yesterday. I was working while trying to stay conscious in bed, sick as a dog for the first time in a couple of years. I had a flu shot last Thursday and this is the second time I’ve become sick within a day or two of receiving the immunization. Am I paranoid or is there something to that rather peculiar timing?
Chloe has a best friend. It’s not her sister. Indeed, her best friend is not a fellow human. It’s her iTouch. Chloe pays tribute to Steve Jobs (RIP) everyday with her quasi-permanent electronic appendage. She is addicted to it and it is addicted to her.
Last night, in an effort to convince us to play a game with her, Chloe righteously exclaimed, “I can’t believe you don’t want to play with me. You both should be happy I want to hang out with you. My friends don’t ever want to hang out with their parents. You need to take advantage of this while you can, because when I’m 14 I won’t want to be seen with you.”
Chloe is unhappy with me because she wrote a parody of Katy Perry’s “Firework” that I told her I’d like to include as tonight’s blog entry. However, she wanted to juxtapose her masterpiece with the lyrics to the actual song. And I refused. Mostly because that song sucks.
I love my girls’ schools. I just got home from Chloe’s Back to School Night and every year, I’m reminded of how lucky they are. Yes, there is undue emphasis on standardized testing (thanks again, President George Bush, Jr.). Yes, our are schools are constantly struggling with budget cuts. But, despite it all…
Chloe saved Sophie from herself when Sophie, your average, literal 6-year old, wanted to name her stuffed unicorn “Horny.” Chloe burst out laughing when she heard the name and suggested to her little sister that the name would be a little challenging for the unicorn to carry.
We’re having a very family weekend this first weekend in October. My aunt in Ithaca is celebrating her 60th birthday and my uncle is throwing a big party for her tomorrow. We left the house this morning and made it to the Finger Lake region in record time, but it was an extremely disappointing drive.
“I just don’t get why the parents don’t tell their kids they’re bad!” exclaimed Chloe as we were watching the atrocious auditions for the “X Factor.”
Six reasons why I love you, Sophie:
(1) At the risk of beating a dead horse, you are the best cuddle monkey ever.
(2) You are a loving and sensitive little girl.
(3) You’re the future artist in the family.
(4) You make me laugh when you shake your booty.
(5) You are friendly.
(6) When I think of you, which is almost every minute of every day, I smile.