Tag Archives: children

Nightmares of John Wayne

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QMNow calm down. I’m not about to insult The Duke. I grew up on John Wayne movies, including this one mentioned in a comment someone kindly left in the Add Your Own Story section of this blog. Check it out:

Last night we finished watching The Quiet Man with John Wayne.

6 Yr old son: Papa, that movie is going to give me nightmares.
Papa: What part?
6 Yr old son: What’s a nightmare?
Papa: Bad dreams that scare you.
6 Yr old son: Never mind… I’ll be okay.

Too cute, right?

I responded to this by thanking the person for evidently thinking of me shortly after it happened. He responded: Read the rest of this entry

The hamster “maze”

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This little operation was well under way by the time I got wind of it. They had a blast, and Punzie worked for her food for a change.

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For the record, those are sunflower seeds, honest! Read the rest of this entry

Life with girls

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It started as a run-of-the-mill laundry sorting, which led to an underwear fight, which I may or may not have taken part in. (There are no witnesses. I deny everything.)

And it somehow culminated in this lovely addition to my wall candle decoration.

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Not exactly a glass-half-full kind of kid

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My husband missed dinner because a work meeting ran long. As I was serving our youngest her food she said, “It feels like Dad died.”

“That’s a sad thing to say!”

She looked down, thought about it for a while, and then changed her statement to Read the rest of this entry

Ol’ What’s-His-Name

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Here’s one from my draft slush pile that I just rediscovered and found rather amusing. The timing is off, but hey….

The night before Thanksgiving my sister took her daughter to New York City to watch the balloons being blown up for the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day parade.  On the way to the city her four-year-old asked, Read the rest of this entry

Must have been an arranged marriage

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My five-year-old daughter and a friend were discussing relationships.  The concept of friendship came up, and she declared, “Mom and Dad aren’t friends!  They’re Read the rest of this entry