The Fairly Odd Mother

To think that I used to worry that she’d never read

December 15, 2009

The page was open for all of ten seconds when I realized that Belly was looking over my shoulder at the laptop.

ShutSuperQuick.

Safe?

“Mommy. . . what’s “Doing a Tiger Woods“?

(whirling sound of my brain)

“Um, it means being a really, really good golf player”.

And then I made a mental note to keep her away from all supermarket checkout lines for the foreseeable future.

December 3, 2009

I went to a religious shrine and the earth didn’t swallow me whole. Read about it here.

November 30, 2009

Overheard at a friend’s house:

Almost-six-year-old daughter runs into kitchen breathless with excitement over something she’s seen on TV.

“Mommy! Daddy! I saw what I want for Christmas! I want it sooooooooo much!”

“Yes? What is it?”, the parents ask wearily, as this goes on several times a day.

“It’s. . .
um. . .
it’s called. . .

SHIPPING AND HANDLING!”