Gigibeme
Thursday, January 25, 2018
Fresh Off the Boat - foreign food
And mad! Polvoron is delicious! You don't spit that mana from heaven out of your mouth! Blasphemy!
Wednesday, January 24, 2018
Taking the Plunge
After he reluctantly wiped his butt, he got up and inspected the toilet bowl's contents. Nothing spectacular. He flushed the toilet and stared into the whirlpool. After a few seconds, he realized the toilet was clogged.
"COOL!!! It's clogged! I get to use the plunger!"
I asked Max why he likes the plunger so much. He replied, "You get to push down on it and it's not something you get to do often."
Sunday, January 21, 2018
Virtual Friends
Simone wants to have online friends and it terrifies me. There are a lot of weirdos out there! Luckily the computer she's on is here in the Living Room. So we can keep an eye out on her online activity.
She's now asking if when she finishes 6th Grade, can she start having online friends. 😓
I used to hate this answer but now I use it all the time, "We'll see."
Neighborhood Kids
I didn't think there was a girl out there who is more shy than Simone, but there is! Ava is not only Simone's classmate, but our neighbor!
Yesterday, Simone, Max, Ava and her little sister Sophia rode their bikes to a nearby park playground. They spent extra time out and about because the library was next to the playground.
I really love living in Alameda. It's like a snapshot out of the 1950s!
Monday, January 15, 2018
Memories of Our Ancestors
Its message was that keeping your ancestors' memories alive is what the real paradise is for those who have passed on.
I have talked about writing down the stories of my ancestors. I think it's high time to start. When I was a kid, my parents would tell us stories of their parents and siblings. Many times, we asked that they repeat certain stories. I've told my kids those stories and they have found them amusing. I bet their kids and their kids' kids will too.
Sunday, January 14, 2018
Hair Dressed
Friday, January 12, 2018
When You're Not Sick
Today I was sickly. Although I no longer had a fever, I was able to move about. But my excursions were riddled with coughing and snot-snorts. In need of milk and school snacks, I brought the kids with me to the grocery store. I went one route to get vegetables, milk, and other food; the kids went another to pick out their treats and snacks.
When we met up somewhere in the soup aisle, they placed their delicious goodies in my cart. My mouth watered at the sight of the M&Ms and frosted cookies they had chosen, but I resisted the urge to have some because ... well, they weren't payed for yet. When we got to the car, however, and I was putting the groceries in the trunk, my eyes again zeroed in on the sweets. Max asked if he could have the cookies on the way home and I happily obliged. I immediately asked if I could have one and I got this answer:
"NO! You're sick."
Darn it, these kids listen to me at the wrong time! Later that night I asked for some M&Ms and Max this time said yes. But this yes was followed up with "... when you're not sick anymore."
Clever little kiddos.