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You may think that it is mean of me to make this comparison, but it was actually drawn by Sophie herself! (I mean she drew the comparison, not the cartoon, of course.) Having wobbly front teeth that often stuck out at weird angles apparently brought out the redneck in her. I snapped this picture while she was entertaining the men-folk with imaginary tales in her best Mater accent.
(I did a search on Creative Commons to find the picture of Mater. Am I understanding it correctly that I am not breaking copyright law by using an image from Creative Commons?)
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While reviewing memory work, I asked Matthew to recite the Gettysburg Address more dramatically. He began to sob, "F-f-four sc-c-core and s-e-e-even years a-go, boo hoo hoo!"
"Oh" he replied with a giggle.
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The misunderstandings of youth make for some of the best humor...
At piano lessons:
Sophie, suddenly stopping in the middle of her piece, exclaimed, "Oh! I forgot to put on the brakes!"
After her cello lesson:
Sophie took some time getting her cello sacked up, putting her cello in
backwards the first time, requiring a do-over. The little boy
whose lesson followed had time to get his cello out. I pointed
out to Sophie the tiny size of his instrument.
Later, Sophie told the boys, "I saw the little boy's cello with the kickstand out."
(Bikes have kickstands. Cellos have endpins.)
Narrating at supper:
I asked the children, "What was the moral of the story of Androcles and the Lion?"
Evan replied with a sparkle in his eye, "Refrigerate after opening."
(Okay, that was intentional!)
A repeat of a favorite:
When Evan was very little, we crept along in stop-and-go traffic on one
of our trips across Colorado. "Mommy, this is jelly traffic" he
noted to my amusement.
(Get it? He was referring to a "traffic jam", haw, haw!)
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Yesterday at lunch time, Sophie and I discussed menu possibilities. She asked me, "Mom can I make my own resipe?"
I asked her to repeat herself and then had to ask, "What is a
resipe?" She just repeated herself. I pondered the
word and then realized she meant "recipe"! My little visual
learner was reading the word in her mind and saying it how she thought
it was pronounced!
I told Sophie that she could indeed make her own recipe. However,
she's probably the only person on earth who'd want to eat her
concoction: Bread and turkey slathered with relish and dotted
with a torn up mozzarella cheese stick. Ooh yummy!!!
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Today
after piano lessons, I came into the livingroom in time to see Sophie
putting down her giant print NIV Bible and to hear her say, "I'm done!"
I asked, "What?! Did you finish reading the whole Bible?"
"No" she replied, "I'm done copying a verse."
"Let me see" I asked, and she handed over her little pink notebook proudly.
This is what she had copied:
"Why not? It's from the Bible!"
"Well, it's a little out-of-context, Dear, and you still haven't finished memorizing John 20:31" was my reply.
(This past week, she thoroughly enjoyed copying John 20:31 into her notebook to memorize. She tried to make her writing as small as she could get it. Sometimes she would erase a word, because she wanted to write it better ~ such a girl! ...Today she just decided on her own to copy another verse!)
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I
guess this is one of my "too tired to go to sleep before morning"
nights. I rested in bed for two hours before giving up. I
wish I had enough energy to clean or something. I did remember
something that Sophie said to me on Sunday that I want to post.
James and the boys went over to his mom's house on Sunday after lunch
while I took a nap (or rather lay in bed, wishing I could fall all the
way asleep). I thought Sophie went with the guys, but after a
while, I started hearing noises in the house. I even suspected an
intruder and planned on creeping out of my room to investigate, being
prepared to run back to my room, lock the door, and call the police if
necessary! Walking down the hall, I realized that the noise was
coming from Sophie's room. I peeked in and was relieved to see
Sophie sitting at her desk drawing a picture. She had been
playing with dolls and wanted to stay home with me. (I later
informed James that it would have been nice to know she was there.)
Later, Sophie and I made our way downstairs and chatted in the
livingroom. Out of the blue, she said, "Sometimes I feel like my
life is going backwards."
Puzzled, I asked, "What do you mean?"
She replied, "When I was at Chloe's party, I thought I had already been
at her party." She also mentioned some other instances where she
felt the same.
I put two-and-two together and explained, "That is called deja vu."
She exclaimed, "What is deja vu?!" in her "that is silly" tone.
"Deja vu is when you feel like something has already happened before and is happening all over again" I answered.
I think her way of explaining it was even better, with the freshness of
a child's outlook: "Sometimes I feel like my life is going backwards."
... I remembered to tell James this story tonight (in the very brief
time frame before he fell asleep) after he told me that he knows
someone who's relative named their daughter "Deja." They named
her that after the Broncos won their second Super Bowl... Okay.
I wonder if it will feel like deja vu for me when I go back to bed.
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I
think my sister Loey (no that's not a typo, that's her name) is in for
it! I talked to her on the phone today and she put her three year
old son on to sing me a line of a song that he made up himself.
He sang with gusto: "I don't care what I've been told!!!!"
Apparently he's been practicing it a lot. While I wouldn't want
his musical expression to get squelched, the content of his lyrics
probably say a lot about what's going on inside his young mind.
Eeeek! I told him, "Interesting composition...what exactly have
you been told?" I got no response... I guess he doesn't care.
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Here is an email forward that my mom sent out today:
Slow down for three minutes to read this. It is so worth it. Touching words from the mouth of babes. What does Love mean?
A group of
professional people posed this question to a group of 4 to 8 year-olds,
"What does love mean?" The answers they got were broader and deeper
than anyone could have imagined.
"When my
grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her
toenails anymore. So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even
when his hands got arthritis too. That's love."
Rebecca- age 8
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth."
Billy - age 4
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other."
Karl - age 5
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs."
Chrissy - age 6
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired."
Terri - age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK."
Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more.
My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss"
Emily - age 8
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen."
Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate,"
Nikka - age 6
(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday."
Noelle - age 7
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well."
Tommy - age 6
"During my piano
recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people
watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling.
He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore."
Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody
You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night."
Clare - age 6
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken."
Elaine-age 5
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford."
Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day."
Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones."
Lauren - age 4
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image)
Karen - age 7
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross"
Mark - age 6
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget."
Jessica - age 8
And the final
one --Author and lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he
was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most
caring child.
The winner was a
four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman
who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the
little boy went into the old gentleman's yard, climbed onto his lap,
and just sat there. When his mother asked what he had said to the
neighbor, the little boy said, "Nothing, I just helped him cry."
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Sophie enjoyed playing with her cousin, Ana. Last visit, Ana spent more time playing with the boys, but this time she dressed up teddy bears with Sophie, satisfying Sophie's longing for girl play. My mom overheard Sophie say to Ana: "This is the best day of my life, even if I did go to a funeral!"
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Hopefully, I satisfactorily explained to Sophie how "growing up" is a gradual process and does not occur overnight, leaving one helpless in the way of suitable garments. I certainly hope that I eased her fears about that process.
At least she is happy to grow up. In fact, maybe she is a little discontent that it is not happening faster. Her thinking on this topic is exactly opposite of the way that I thought as a child. I remember feeling physically sick to my stomach at the thought of growing up and not even wanting to play anymore.
Second Sophism: Sophie and the boys are raking leaves outside. She just popped her head in to say, "I'm not very yummy right now. The mosquitos are not biting me so I'm not yummy."
While I'm on the topic of childlike thinking, I'll tell the story of what my two-year old nephew, James, recently said. My sister was praying with him one night: "Now I lay me down to sleep. I pray the Lord my soul to keep. If I die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take."
James looked up at her with wide eyes and asked, "God kill me?"
It's important to consider how a little child might picture what is said!!
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Anyway, in math, Sophie and I have been working on subtraction. She really started "getting" the concept yesterday. When she finished her math work, she sat beside me on the couch, grabbed one toe and commented, "Mommy, if I cut off this toe, I would only have four left on this foot."
I replied, "That's an awfully bloody and violent way to do math! Please don't cut off your toe!"
She laughed and said, "And if I cut off all of my toes, I'd have zero toes, but then I couldn't walk anymore."
I answered, "Well, you might be able to still walk a little, but not very well at all. Please don't cut off your toes."
She asked, "Why couldn't I walk very well without toes?"
"Because you need your toes for balance. Without them you'd wobble around and fall over! Please Don't Cut Off Your Toes!!!!" I concluded.
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...pronouced as in "m/er/ds" (when you spell it out it doesn't work!)
Anyway, my kids made me giggle again today. Sophie kept talking about "kinepones". I wondered if she could hear that her mord was wixed up and had her repeat herself several times. "Kinepones" continued to pop out of her mouth. (She meant pinecones of course.)
Matthew is usually a good speller, but he thought too much about one of his words today. "Conquer." He knew it had that tricky qu phonogram in there somewhere, but he spelled it "quonker." Made me think of the sound a half duck/ half goose creature would make!
