Conversations With The G...

This morning G got up before I left the house so I fixed breakfast for her.  Oatmeal...just like Aunt E fixes it.  G was helping me in the kitchen.  Here's our conversation:

G:  "Mom, where are all the witches?"

Me:  "What, G?"

G:  "Witches...Where are they?  One is missing.  Is the witches in the dishwasher?"

Me:  "G, we don't have witches."

G:  "Yes we do.  See right here mom...it says Witches."

Me:  "Honey, that says Welch's."

We have four little glasses with the Peanut's Gang on them that where once filled with grape jelly.  I got them a long time ago because I like the Peanut's Gang, and I thought any future child of mine would too.  ;~)

My Taxi Ride!

Aunt E bought G the book "My Taxi Ride" in honor of where she lives, New York City. We have the best time reading it. G and I read it tonight in honor of our Thanksgiving trip to NYC this week. The illustrations are also good. I couldn't decide whether to post a picture of the book or an excerpt from it ....so here's both.

Hail taxi! Hey Taxi! Ho taxi! Yo taxi!

Where to, Miss? Where to, Mister?

Where to, Brother? Where to, Sister?

All around our New York town!

A bus is fine, but it sticks to a line.

That's okay if you've got the time.

A train is a treat, but it's stuck on a track.

That's a drag if you're late to get back.

A car is quick but you've got to park it.

A bike is cool but you've got to lock it.

In a rush? No time to spare?

Hail a cab to take you there.

To the store or to the theater,

Just keep one eye on the meter.

As long as you have got the fare,

New York cabs go anywhere!

Anywhere you need to be -

Directly from point A to B.

Is a taxi red or green?

Not in this Big Apple scene.

A yellow cab is easy to see,

Buzzin' around like a bumblebee.

Now you know that you can spot one,

Next step is to try to stop one!

It's a breeze. Nothin' to it.

Find a curb. Here's how to do it.

Raise you arm and point your finger.

Belt it out like an opera singer.

Hail taxi! Hey taxi!

Ho taxi! Yo taxi! WHOA TAXI!

That cab wasn't being snooty.

Read the letters, it's OFF DUTY.

Don't despair. Here comes another.

(More than 12,000 all together!)

Step on up and don't be shy.

Shout to the rooftops. Shout to the sky:

Hail taxi! Hey taxi!

Ho taxi! Yo taxi! HELLO TAXI!

Get on in. Scoot on over.

Seat belts on. Time to motor!

Three in the back and one in the front,

Driver at the wheel and bags in the trunk.

Where to, Miss? Where to, Mister?

Where to, Brother? Where to, Sister?

                          - Paul Dubois Jacobs and 
                 Jennifer Swender

Conversations With The G...

Friends are coming over for dinner who have two boys.  I told G little boys don't want to play girl games so you need to be flexible.  A foreign word for my strong-willed choleric.  G looked at me funny, and I went on to explain that the boys will probably not want to play with Barbies or stuffed animals.  G said, "But mommy, I have boy stuffed animals!"

Rapunzel...

G's class went to the pumpkin patch and then decorated their pumpkins with items from home.  The class named G's pumpkin Rapunzel because of her beautiful, long, red hair.

Rapunzel's beautiful red hair is raffia.

Rapunzel has buttons for her eyes, nose, and 

dimples, stickers, and candy corn for her mouth.
G said her pumpkin had to have dimples like her.

 

Every girl needs earrings.

Princess Maddy!

Last month G decided to dress up the cat, Princess Allie.  Well, she couldn't leave out Princess Maddy, the Beagle.  Doesn't she look thrilled!

Just Finished Reading...

There are no words to describe the journey this family is on.  This is the best book I have read all year.  Read it with a box of tissues!  :~)

The Aftermath...

This is what a 6 year old looks like after having a creme horn from Magee's Bakery in Lexington, Kentucky.  

My dad grew up going to Magee's Bakery every day after school.  Now, it's a family tradition to stop there whenever we are in our "Big Blue" home.  :~)