Why does Little Miss Muffet wear pants with ruffles?
“Mom,” I say. “You make me look crazy.”
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Goofy poofy pantaloons
Posted in 3 years 5 months, Getting dressed, Halloween, Holidays, Pictures, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010 on October 31, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Box o’ bubbles
Posted in 3 years 5 months, Dad, Pictures, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010, imagination on October 27, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
A big package comes in the mail.
Is it for me? I ask Dad.
“No,” Dad says. And takes out the part of a car. “But you can have the box.”
That’s even better, I think.
I jump in and take a bubble bath.
and
Basement adventure
Posted in 3 years 5 months, Big kid, Dad, Miss Independent, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010, tagged bravery on October 25, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Where’s Dad, I wonder. In his work shop, I think.
I open the door to the basement and head down the stairs. I can’t open the door to the garage. So I turn right.
And walk through basement. In the dark. Past shadows and shapes. Of things.
A big box hums. Loudly. I am scared. I run past [...]
Mistaken identity
Posted in 3 years 5 months, Getting dressed, Halloween, Talking, Terrible Threes, Year Four: 2009-2010, logic on October 24, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
My costume is not ready. So I wear my orange and black sweater to the trick-or-treat fest downtown.
A lady looks at me and smiles.
“Are you a witch?” she asks.
I put my hands on my hips and glare at her.
No, I say.
And I thought only kids called each other names, I think to myself.
Like a lady
Posted in 3 years 5 months, Getting dressed, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010, following directions, manners on October 21, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Mom shows me how to hold my long, princess skirt. Away from my toes. So I can climb up and down stairs.
I pinch my skirt with my long finger and thumb. My little finger sticks out.
I walk with grace. And do not fall.
I’m a lady, I say.
Juicy nose
Posted in 3 years 5 months, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010, logic, tagged cold, sick on October 20, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
Wet stuff pours down my face. Toward my lips.
Juice comes out of my nose, I fret.
“You have a cold,” Mom says. And hands me a tissue.
I blow my nose. But it still feels stuffed.
Now boogies keep the juice in, I whine.
Halloween or the flu?
Posted in 3 years 5 months, Drawing, Halloween, Talking, Year Four: 2009-2010, following directions, sense of humor, tagged cold, sick on October 19, 2009 | 3 Comments »
I do not feel well. I am too hot. And I have a bad cough.
Mom takes me to see the doctor. A nurse hands me a yellow mask.
“Please cover your cough,” the nurse says. “Just in case it’s flu.”
Mom fits the mask over my mouth. And loops a string around my ears.
I do not like [...]
