thane January 15th, 2012
Tory looks at me with doe eyes and in her sweetest voice says “Papa, may I have a—”. Stuart starts in “Tory, did you—”. She turns on him, firing lasers from her eyes, and snarls “Stuart! I was talking!” Turning the doe eyes back on me, she says sweetly “Papa, may I have a bowl of Gorilla Munch with rice milk?”
thane December 10th, 2011
Yesterday, as I was brushing Stuart’s teeth, I suddenly noticed a gap. I had been wondering when he would get his first wiggly tooth, but hadn’t heard anything yet.
Me: “Stuart, did you lose a tooth?!”
Stuart got a weird look on his face and pulled the tooth from his mouth. I am not even sure he even knew it was wiggly. Clio and Thalia were having a sleepover, so things got pretty crazy then.
The next morning, Stuart had forgotten to put the tooth pillow under his pillow, so it was sitting on a chair downstairs with the tooth still in it. He and Clio ran it upstairs and put it under his pillow so he wouldn’t forget. Later, when Clio and Stuart were elsewhere, Tory and Thalia approached me and whispered:
Tory: Can we be Stuart Tooth Fairy?
Me: You can’t tell him.
Tory: We know.
Me: Do you have a gold dollar, because I don’t.
Tory:
Thalia: Yes you do! In your bank!
Tory: That’s right!
Me: Ok, but you can’t let him know.
Them: Ok!
Later, there was much excitement when the kids decided to check if the tooth fairy had stopped by.
thane July 23rd, 2010
So, Stuart was imitating one of Tory’s songs for her band, saying that he was going to make his own band and play those songs. Anyway, Tory is getting all upset and we explain to her that (a) imitation is the sincerest form of flattery and that (b) there are bands that just do covers of other bands songs. This devolves into a discussion of the cover song she is most familiar with, Baby Got Back by Jonathan Coulton. So that she can hear the original song, we pull up Sir Mix Alot’s version on YouTube and she gets to see it in all it’s glory and splendor.
Parent of the year Awards, this is my entry. We followed it up with a Gilbert and Sullivan cover.
thane April 19th, 2010
by Tory
Goodnight Waning Moon
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thane April 12th, 2010
Tory is sitting on the couch, buzzing her lips and putting on her shoes. The noise was driving Stuart to distraction. I come in, get him to leave, then begin to leave myself.
Tory: He actually expects me to stop doing something that gets a reaction out of him.
Me: Well, You actually expect him to stop doing something that gets a reaction out of you.
Tory ponders this for about 2 seconds, then starts buzzing her lips again.
thane July 11th, 2009
Tory was addressing a letter today, and I was reading her the zip code.
Dad: One!
Tory: One.
D: Five!
T: Five.
D: Two!
T: Two.
D: Two!
Stuart: Six.
T: Two.
D: Nine!
S: Six.
T: Nine.
Joh: Eighteen!
He comes by it naturally.
thane May 19th, 2009
Girl: What if a giant came who was so big he could step down from the sky.
Dad: Guaranteed the US Government would shoot missles at it.
Girl: What?
Mom: Honey, do you remember the movie “The Iron Giant”?
thane January 6th, 2009
Tory: He kicked me!
Joh: And then you hit him.
Tory: No. I hit him first.
thane November 15th, 2008
Tory’s school, Trillium Charter School, recently banned all handheld games. While this, in and of itself, is in no way unusual, how it came about is. Durring a recent all-school meeting, one of the second graders proposed the banning of these toys. The student body debated this proposal, with impassioned speaches for and against the ban. The body then voted and, by a narrow margin, banned them. Color me impressed.
thane November 4th, 2008
Tory: It’s not coming off.
Johanna: Ok. Let’s add a little more soap and…
Tory: Well, officially, I didn’t use any soap.