Can you say, “I’m lying to you right now”?

July 27, 2009

If you’re lying when you say it, you’re not.  If you’re not lying when you say it, you are, so you’re still not.

I love the look on my 12 year old’s face when he tries to figure it out.


Coast Guard Festival – Parade of boats

July 27, 2009

We went and saw a couple of the big boats come in today.  Pretty cool.


She answers her phone now

May 15, 2009

Must be the new black berry.


Never Not

May 15, 2009

It’s an emphatic negative – invented by my 3 year old.

“I’m never not going to be afraid of flies again!”, for example.


Twitchy Man

May 12, 2009

The other day, I was wrestling Chinese Buffet Man and Chinese Buffet Boy – who were taking turns standing on my back like a surf-board.

It’s hard to stand on “Twitchy Man”.


4 sons, 4 schools

May 12, 2009

Next fall, all of my sons will be attending “new to them” schools for the first time.  College, Jr. High, Kindergarten, and Pre-School.


I’m surgerying

February 3, 2009

My 4 year old aspires to be a Doctor some day – Dr. Doodan will be his name, he says.

Today my arm was broken, and he worked on it carefully, performing all the necessary procedures associated with the good practice of medicine.

“I’m surgerying on you…”, he said.


40 yard dash

February 3, 2009

I can still tie my soon to be 12 year old son in a short race. 

I can beat him if he looks at me and starts laughing.


“B” Island

January 22, 2009

“Hey look!”, said my 2 year old, “a ‘B’ Island!”.

All of his letters were on the floor in a pile, except the “B” – it was off by itself.


Door Jam

January 20, 2009

The car was stuck in the snow in the drive way.  I turned down the fan and the radio and opened the door so I could hear and see the tires – so I wouldn’t spin them too much as I rocked out of the snow.  My sons were outside digging away at the snow under the car and behind the tires.

Yes!  I was starting to make it!  I was moving, faster, faster…     CRUNCH!!

I forgot to close the door, which was now wedged in the snow bank.  It was working just like the barb on a fishhook.  Now there’s a big hole in the back side of the snow bank – just big enough to, say, close a car door.