From the Mouth of Little K

Every now and then the kid just cracks me up. Its a good thing, because I need some comic relief. I've started jotting things down, so that I can sneak in a chuckle when I need one. Here are a few.

Asking for breakfast:
"Mom, would you be so kind as to make me a peanut butter sandwich?"

Describing why the little boy she's smitten with is perfect for her:
"He's calm. I'm action."

On my discovery that I had accidentally purchased sugar-free popsicles:
K: "Why don't you want us to eat them?"
Me: "Because they're bad for your body."
K: "But they're good for our taste buds."

When the doctor left the room after recommending ballet as a way to stretch some muscles. Lots of vigorous head shaking had occurred:
Me: "Why don't you want to take ballet?"
K: "Ballet is froo-froo. I don't do froo-froo."

Talking to her dad about his haircut:
K: "Who cut your hair?"
Dad: "Fay."
K: "Did he have a curly mustache?"
Dad: "It was a woman."
K: "Oh, I thought it was a French guy."

And here's a photo of my sleeping beauty zonked on the couch after a round of vaccinations.

Inspiration

The husband's aunt (my aunt-in-law?) paints beautiful watercolors. When we were out in Minnesota for Easter a year or two back, she called all the woman into her guest bedroom and invited us to dig through her paintings and take whatever we wanted. Because she was "running out of room". Now if it was me, I think I might take my overflow to a gallery and try to sell it. But its not like I (the recipient of beautiful, free artwork) was going to say that out loud.

So now that the school year has come to an end, I've been on a mission to clean out my bedroom. Not just vacuum up the big chunks and hit the high spots with the swiffer duster...you know what I mean...but really, really clean it. It had been quite awhile since I took a good look around that room. And I realized that it had been even longer since I put any thought into decorating it. So when I came across the garbage bag full of artwork tucked in a corner, the light bulb went on.

Here's the painting...



The background looks black in the photo, but its really green, blue and purple. I've already made a trip to Ikea. Now I have paint to select, carpet to remove and curtains to make. Its good to have a project! Its good to have time to do a project!

Thrift Store Find

The kids and I have discovered a really great consignment store in Northville called (for any local folk) Baby Baby. I actually visited it a few years back when (as the name implies) it was all baby stuff. Now they've got way more, including Jr. sizes, and the prices are really good. On my first visit I found several books for my book hobby. This time around we found some clothes for all the kids, as well as a couple of sets of Kid K'nex. But check out my big find:


Yes, that is a genuine Coach purse. How much did I pay for it? Drum roll, please...$17.49 including tax! It almost felt like stealing!

Our Budding Comedian

Little K has long been a joke teller, but lately has taken to actually writing them herself. Here are two of her recent offerings:

Q: What is a frog's favorite kind of chair?
A: A toadstool.

Q: What did the nut say to the nutcracker?
A: You crack me up!

Not bad for an 8-year-old, right? She submitted the first one to a children's magazine and hopefully she'll be published. The child is destined to be a stand-up comedian. Which is better than the visions I had of her being a Las Vegas showgirl back in her minimal clothing stage.