Category: kids

A friend of Blaine’s had a birthday party this past weekend where the kids got to ride a horse. Blaine had been astride one before, but it was Evan’s first time. He was hugely excited. :-)

The horse got caught right in the middle of licking its lips after a drink of water. It looks like it’s giving a big raspberry. :-)

Evan is much more excited about this than the horse is.

And a close-up of my boy, dirty face and all. I should learn how to do something other than crop and resize photos in Adobe; I’m sure I could get that dirt off with some easy trick. :-)

I had Evan in my lap today when I pulled up my blog, and he pointed excitedly at my picture and said, “That’s my pretty mommy! My pretty mommy who loves me!”

I melted. :-)

My daughter’s been writing a song the past week or so, and she finally got it to the point where she was willing to put it on her blog. I know I’m a doting mom, but I think it’s incredibly damn good for a seven-year-old (I even did a Google search of the lyrics to be sure she wasn’t plagiarizing), and it is not something I’ve helped her with at all.

The audio file would probably sound better if I ran it through the computer instead of using a phone service, but you should check it out anyway: http://thecreativegirl.blogspot.com/2006/01/song-cant-hide-cant-run.html

Leave a comment for her if you get a chance!

Blaine and I spent quite a while clicking through the Batgirl pics this morning. What a fun meme! I can’t draw worth anything, myself, but Blaine (who just turned seven and has “author and illustrator” in her list of what she wants to be when she grows up–currently somewhere after “baker”) was inspired to create her own Batgirl after about twenty clicks.

Here’s hers:

Her Batgirl has a bat belly ring, though it’s hard to tell from the scan. I’ll pass along any compliments to Blaine. :-)

The gigantic list of other people’s Batgirl pictures can be found here.

My favorite (other than Blaine’s, of course!) of the ones I clicked on was here. How do people do that–make something that shows so much, with just some strokes and color? I’m very jealous of the ability.

The sink in the kids’ bathroom wasn’t working today, so I took off the trap and discovered a two-inch bottle of lip gloss, five beads, a key chain with charms, a bottle cap, and a penny.

Yep, I guess that would do it.

My daughter is crushed that she has to go to school on Halloween. This is clearly far too important a holiday for that. She had planned on baking pumpkin pies and playing with Halloween makeup all day. :-)

While I was getting ready to go out today, my two-year-old little boy came up to me and hugged my leg and said, “Mommy cute.” He’d never used the word before, though almost every woman he meets exclaims it to him. I said, “Are you saying Mommy is cute?” He grinned hugely and said, “Yes.”

My heart just melted. I think it’s the sweetest compliment I’ve ever gotten.

It is always amusing when you see your kids being shaped by their environment. Blaine is so clearly the daughter of a copy editor.

Today, she was telling me a story about some little girl in her class. Blaine was quite irate at this child’s poor manners. The story went this way:

“Mom, you would not believe what Megan did today. She wrote her name in a book! She wrote her name in a book, and she is not an author or an illustrator! She should know better.”

She ranted about it for quite a while and was completely perplexed at my ill-concealed laughter. :-)

I’m afraid my daughter’s gotten pretty spoiled to me being on hiatus from copyediting. I’m taking part in the writers’ workshop at Wiscon, and I received the stories to look over last night. Blaine walked into the kitchen for a snack as I was taking the manuscripts out of their envelope, and she immediately stopped with a look of dismay. “Oh no!” she said. “Not again!” She then ran off in search of Bill, yelling, “Daaadddy! Mommy has projects!!”

Oh, yeah. I meant to tell a kid story yesterday and got so tired I forgot. :-)

Blaine (4): “Mom, you look tired.”
Me: “I am. Do you know *why* I’m tired?”
Blaine: (solemn look) “Because I woke you up this morning.”
Me: “Yep.”
Blaine: (pause) “I’m really smart.”