Monday, October 31, 2011

a selection of notes from the ipod touch

The girls have a handmedown ipod touch that they use for music and educational games. Caroline also uses it to type up many short, random notes. She posts one every week or so. Many are about her Nintendo DS, which she gets very limited time with (to her malaise). Here are a few from oldest to newest, spelling as it was found:

Syilve is crazy


I am Never Going to ever have a nother ds


I wish I coud have a nother ds


I love cats becus ther so cyoot and i love dogs becus ther so qyit


Noo noo noo noo noo I am crazy


Coude I ever get a nouther ds?


It's gona thondr storm on sunday


Today I am goin to begin the day in the cat puzishin

[that's "cat position." I asked.]


New note: my ds is not fore babees.


I have nalepolish! - caroline

Tuesday, October 25, 2011


"Mom, may I have a very, very early midnight snack?"

Monday, October 24, 2011

good news, maybe

On the way back from ballet, we had this car conversation.

Caroline: Mama, did you hear the music from class today?

Mama: No, was it new?

C: Yes. It was... you know, love songs.

M: Did that make you feel all warm and lovey?

C: No! It made me feel not eager about boys and girls.

M: Aaaaah. Did it make you anxious?

C: No, I'm not scared of it. It was just... well, uncomfortable. It was all that romance! In my head, I was saying, "Wow, can we get back to that boring piano stuff already?"

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

buying her a monocle tomorrow

She stood in front of the mirror, trying to place a little toy in another toy. She struggled to line things up properly using only the reflection.

"I must say that I'm quite puzzled by this!"

Sunday, October 16, 2011

a note i found taped in her window

Hopefully the birdies are literate so they can soak up the sweet. Hopefully they can take the cat faces as gestures of cute goodwill, rather than threats from a little girl who loves their predators.

"Hi! Brdes [birdies] Im glad to see you! Love Caroline"

Saturday, October 15, 2011

not excited at all

It was Caroline's first day at swim lessons. The swim school is pretty much the Disneyland of swim lessons. It's super cheerful and decorated with bright colors, little bamboo huts, and surfboards... and there are balloons and stickers and prizes after every lesson. She's been very excited since the day she heard we signed her up.

It should have been no surprise that Chuck and I heard the following morning greeting at 6:00am, on the dot, waking us from a deep sleep.

"Good morning, parents. Excuse me, but we need to get up now. I don't want to be late for Little Guppies Swim School."

Friday, October 7, 2011

breaking news: baby sister report

Chuck and I were getting ready for the day when Caroline hollered up the stairs, "Paaaaarents! This kid smells of feces!"

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

creative license/cultural touchstones

Caroline brought home some work from school. She made a little, neatly stapled booklet called "My Color Book." It was by "Caroline" with a heart dotting the i.

Each page had the author tracing the name of a color and answering the question, "What is [color]?" -- writers were to write, non-writers were to draw. Caroline did both.

It started out predictably.

What is yellow? A yellow lemin. [drawing of lemon]

It quickly became more abstract.

What is red? Red swirls [a springy shape is drawn with red crayon]

What is orange? A orange line [orange crayon line]

What is blue? A blue rainbou [a carefully drawn blue arch]

Then it just got ridiculous.

I laughed and then asked, "Really, child? A green pig?"

She said, "Well it was the first thing that popped into my head!"

"You seriously didn't think of, like, grass or leaves or a lime?"

"My imagination doesn't have limits, Mom. And my imagination likes Angry Birds."