Friday, September 30, 2005
Topping my MUST HAVE list: Muppet postage stamps!
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Wednesday, September 28, 2005
Over 8 Million Anguished Souls Served
I do enjoy a good sarcastic livejournal reference every now and again.
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Tuesday, September 27, 2005
It's Lord of the Flies Around Here, and Sophie is Holding the Shell*
- A few weeks ago, when Sophie suddenly decided that she didn't want to have the nail on her right pinky finger trimmed - actually retreating to a corner and regarding me warily while petting her right pinky and saying, "No, you'll hurt it..." - we laughed it off as just another weird phase that would pass quickly. We also made the mistake of snickering to ourselves that Sophie was growing a coke finger. Parents, let this be a lesson to you: NEVER, NO MATTER HOW INADVERTENTLY, GIVE KIDS INTERESTING NEW TERMINOLOGY FOR THEIR BEHAVIORAL QUIRKS. IT ONLY ENCOURAGES THEM. The following day, Sophie cheerfully informed her grandparents that she had a "coke finger". I'm sure it was one of the proudest moments of their lives. The next time I attempted to cut Sophie's nails, she insisted, "Fine, but I'M KEEPING MY COKE FINGER!" So we're pretty much expecting a visit from Social Services by the time Sophie is five.
- Sophie happened to see a Washington Post photo of an MS-13 gang member giving the ol' mano cornuto and thought it was just about the coolest thing ever. She has been imitating that for several weeks now. There are probably not very many parents who have to tell their two-year-old to STOP THROWING THE HORNS AND COME GET YOUR PAJAMAS ON.
- While at [crowded, busy] BWI airport over Labor Day weekend, Sophie suddenly threw herself on the floor and shrieked, "No, don't beat me! Don't beat me!" This naturally resulted in everybody within earshot glaring at me like I was Joan Crawford wielding a wire coat hanger RIGHT THERE, while I sloooowly backed away from the scene and pretended that I was absolutely no relation to the child flopping around on the terminal floor. GOSH but I enjoy traveling with a toddler!
- After we boarded the airplane and had been in flight for, oh, long enough for Sophie to get through three or four very loud Broadway-style renditions of "Row, Row, Row Your Boat", she stopped mid-chorus and acknowledged that the woman sitting in front of us was having digestive problems. I'm sure the poor lady had hoped that nobody had noticed...right up until Sophie's broadcast announcement of "EWWWWW, SOMEBODY STINKS!"
- While standing in the buffet line during a brunch cruise on the St. Croix, I eventually realized that what I thought was a delightful river breeze was actually that my kid had lifted my skirt up and exposed my knickers to every passenger on the boat. Is there a slang term that the kids use for that sort of prank on mommy? Punk'd? Or can we still use the Olde English terminology: INVITATION TO BE WRITTEN OUT OF OUR WILL.
Just more proof that we are going through a very special form of the Terrible Twos. * Credit to my friend K for the title...she can relate.
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Thursday, September 22, 2005
The Family Ties That Asphyxiate
Mailed items recently received from my brother:
- A Curious George birthday card, to which he added a relevant Beavis and Butthead quote.
- A gift card containing a substantial sum of money, but on which he wrote,"Baboons have colorful butts!"
- A note which he signed "Darth Flatulence".
Really, I think all of the above speaks for itself. Let me just say that I look forward to the cashier's expression when I redeem that gift card.
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Monday, September 19, 2005
But She's Pretty Cute While She's Flailing
Evidently the pursed lips mean I am a serious ballerina.

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Thursday, September 15, 2005
Sophie started dance class today, a combo ballet/tap/whatever program for two-and-a-half to three year olds. I figure that by starting early, we may be able to save Sophie from the embarrassing hereditary condition known as the Metronome Move. I'm hoping that Sophie won't be one of the kids who rolls around on the floor instead of dancing with the rest of the class. (That may have worked for Martha Graham, but right now we're on Step One: Remedial Rhythm 101.) More than that, I'm hoping that Sophie doesn't wet her pants on stage at the end of year recital.
Students were instructed to "come as you are" for the first class, i.e. a regular old t-shirt and shorts. After the class ended, everyone was herded out of the classroom into the hallway to order "proper dance attire". Sophie already has a tiny black leotard and white tights that get her geeked out every time she sees them, but she's been begging for her very own pair of little pink ballet slippers for weeks. She's just about over the moon with glee at the prospect of having both ballet slippers AND tiny tap shoes.
Incidentally, those tiny little dance shoes, which will probably only fit her for a few months? FORTY-EIGHT DOLLARS! I want my kid to have a childhood enriched by the performing arts and all, but GODDAMN. She better learn some good dance moves because she'll need to do some street performances to earn tips towards her next pairs of shoes.
When we got home, Sophie was very excited to show us what she had learned in class today. First there was a wobbly plie. Bravo! we shouted. Then there was a shuffle that looked potentially dangerous. Hey, how 'bout that! we smiled. And then there was something - we didn't catch the name of it - that finished with Sophie tripping over herself and careening headfirst into her toys.
Sean and I exchanged glances, both of us thinking maybe it won't be so bad if Sophie does turn out to be one of the kids who just flops around on the floor. There may not be a dance recital in that, but we foresee fewer trips to the emergency room.
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Wednesday, September 14, 2005
WTF? Received in the mail yesterday: 1. A substantial coupon for baby formula 2. A pack of Target coupons for a variety of baby-related items
Perhaps the marketers know something that I don't know.
And in other news, Britney Spears and Cheeto Federline's little anklebiter has arrived. Anybody wanna place bets on how many weeks it will be before she's pregnant again?
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Thursday, September 08, 2005
Another good reason to just order the chicken.
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