Dean: “I had the most interesting dream.”
Rose comes into our room asking us to care for her.
Me: “Just a minute, let Daddy tell me about his dream first.”
Dean: “I had created these two pieces of artwork, and without my knowing it a couple of my siblings had taken them and put them [...]
We had a Mother’s Day breakfast for dinner tonight, since Dean has early church meetings tomorrow. Dean cooked French toast in the waffle iron — he said he just wanted to see how it would work. It worked fine; it tasted like French toast and looked like waffles. (I don’t really see [...]
Last night Dean and I watched the first couple episodes of the The Pallisers, a Victorian period piece based on novels by Anthony Trollope. I’m afraid the pacing and production values are a little too 1970s for me (which is to say, they’re slow and cheap,) (well, the costumes and sets don’t look cheap, [...]
Dean got an idea yesterday and told the kids not to look while he worked on it. Mabel kept stealing clandestine glimpses of the computer screen and there was lots of suspense and drama. This morning Dean unveiled the finished project (the above image,) and, in an unexpected twist, Isaac hates it. [...]
Me: “So, two wizards are trying to decide how to get past an obstacle, and one says, ‘How about if I turn it into a small burrowing rodent?’ and the other one says, ‘Gopher it!’”
Mabel & Isaac: “Mom, that is terrible.”
Me (to Dean): “How should I spell that — ‘go for,’ or [...]
Update:
Dean: “You should put a background on it.”
Me: “You mean, like, some artistic kind of thing?”
Dean: “Yeah, like . . . the planet Saturn or something.”
2nd Update:
Mabel: “You know what you should do? Leave my hair on, and the dress, but cut out the face, and put Henry’s face where my face [...]
Me: “So where did you get the pulleys?”
Dean: “At a hobby store. They came with the gears.”
Me: “Where was the hobby store?”
Dean: “Washington [DC].”
Me: “What are they supposed to be for?”
Dean: “Just whatever people want to use them for. They know people will want them for projects, [...]
I’ve been hearing hammering in the basement, and just now Dean showed me his completed Chem-E car — he’s requiring his freshmen to do a car project, so he made one himself for an example.
Me, pointing: “What are the wheels?”
Dean: “Wheels.”
Me: “But what are they?”
Dean: “What are they? Wheels.”
Me: “Yeah, but what are they made [...]
Me [dropping my salad fork]: “This is stuffing mix! These aren’t croutons.”
Dean: “That’s all we had. The kids are happy. You could have read the box.”
Me: “I was going, ‘This tastes like Thanksgiving dinner.’ You realize this is one for the books, right? I’m going to have to [...]
One day (some time ago,) when the above sentence was a huge part of my daily ranting, I was complaining (probably to my Mom) about how ridiculous and futile I felt about saying it so often — because my kids don’t care how many times I have to say something, as long as they don’t [...]
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