A guest post by AVA
I am a little bird to Mama.
Mama is my little flower.
Happy Mother’s Day.
I like to give you flowers, Mama.
I like tha tyou are kind.
I like to give presents to Mama.
I like Mama becuase she is so special and she is my mother.
She is my little crown of happy birthday stars.
I like [...]
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how do i love my mama?
Posted in the ones about ava on May 10, 2009 | 3 Comments »
playing catch up
Posted in the ones about ava on April 30, 2009 | 5 Comments »
It has come our attention that we have neglected to teach our daughter how to catch.
So while our four-year-old can crack an egg and whisk it to souffle perfection, she is probably not the partner you would want for an egg toss.
The other night Hungryman fired up the grill and came into the kitchen to [...]
another reason to turn off the tele
Posted in the ones about ava on December 18, 2008 | 9 Comments »
Without the help of commercials, your child’s Christmas wish list might resemble this:
1. My own gum, and I can decide who gets a piece.
2. Stickers. Lots of stickers.
3. Princess paints.
4. A notebook for my princess paints.
5. Two snow buckets and two snow shovels, one for me and one for you.
6. A printer. {Ava, we already [...]
silly old saint nick
Posted in the ones about ava, the ones about badgers & friends on December 17, 2008 | 8 Comments »
Ava’s commitment to believe in Santa despite her parent’s claims otherwise has been well documented here, here, and here.
For over a month now, Ava has been sharing her “secret” plan to stay up all night long when Santa comes. When her Mimi was here for Thanksgiving, Ava explained to her that when Santa comes, she’s [...]
love at first sight (ava’s favorite story in 22 words)
Posted in the ones about ava on December 17, 2008 | 7 Comments »
(here’s my little attempt at AP’s 22-word kid-story contest).
“Come out, Baby!” Mama cried. You refused. Daddy sighed. Doctor shook her head, cut you out instead. “A….GIRL!” Daddy shouted. “Beautiful!!”
happy saint lucia day!
Posted in the ones about ava on December 13, 2008 | 6 Comments »
{Ava, Christmas 2004}
I’m sorry, you’ll have to forgive me. This is shameless baby picture posting.
I woke up this morning thinking about this picture. It was as though Saint Lucia herself walked into my room with a tray of warm smiles and sweet baby cheeks.
I’d trade in my scarves for a chance to squeeze those cheeks [...]
put it on a pot
Posted in the ones about ava, the ones about cooking on November 27, 2008 | 3 Comments »
If you find yourself in a Thanksgiving bind, Ava has a time-saving turkey recipe for you.
Thanksgiving Day Turkey
by Ava:
Get it from a turkey store.
Stir it on a pot on the stove for 7 minutes.
Then in the oven for 8 minutes.
Take it out and sprinkle spices and little pepperonis on it.
Put it on the table and [...]
a thanksgiving day poem
Posted in the ones about ava on November 27, 2008 | 3 Comments »
I’m thankful for a daughter who writes me poetry while we eat our morning granola.
I’m thankful for your face.
I’m thankful for your name.
I’m thankful for your rosy cheeks.
I’m thankful for your hands.
I’m thankful for your soft, soft arms.
I love you, Mama.
And I’m thankful for everything around you.
***
Hoping that your thanksgiving day is full of lovely [...]
banana, who?
Posted in the ones about ava on November 17, 2008 | 9 Comments »
Oh, the canned jokes. Thank you so much for all your contributions! They have provided Ava with a steady source of giggles and HungryMan with unpreventable eye rolls.
I think he has distributed more than one “groaner foul” in the past week. Personally, I think he reserves these for the knock, knock jokes that I create.
I [...]
what’s under this grass?
Posted in the ones about ava on November 14, 2008 | 8 Comments »
“Mama, under the grass is dirt, right?”
“Right.”
“Dirt where the worms live?”
“Yes, where the worms live.”
“What’s under the dirt?”
“It’s different in different places. At our house there is sand and then clay, which is like hard play dough, and then there is water.
“Well what’s under all that?”
“Rock.”
“What’s under the rock?”
“More rocks.”
“Well, what’s under all the rocks?”
“There [...]
