Reality Me

I ask the 3 year old to put the infants dirty diaper in the diaper pail while I finish putting on the new diaper. She walks half way down the hall, turns toward me, holds the diaper on the fingertips of one hand, and exclaims, "It’s a miracle!"

Amanda Congdon of RocketBoom fame introduced us to a house lit with Christmas tree lights syncrhonized to Trans-Siberian Orchestra’s "Wizards in Winter" (from The Lost Christmas Eve album) in her Monday show then again on Tuesday which also revealed the house to be in Mason, OH. Apparently Carson Williams used 88 light-o-rama channels to control his 16,000 christmas lights.

Amanda has the full video of the house’s show.

On Tuesday Amanda told us that the light show had made it into Snopes with an "undetermined" status. I guess I need to send my folks on the hunt for the house. Should be easy since Amanda’s Tuesday show also revealed the home owner’s name with credits to Alek. Now I think Amanda pronounced Snopes incorrectly. I pronounce it with a long O same as you would "nope" but Amanda pronounced it with an ew sound like in Snoopy which would make sense because the definition of snoop is " To pry into the private affairs of others, especially by prowling about." however I think that it wouldn’t be Snopes then it would be Snoops.

Student: I won’t talk about the problem.
Master: Then I won’t talk about the solution.

One of the beautiful things about marriage is you can do something wrong and go to your grave having never figured out what it was.

The camera appears to be working again. Unfortunately I think Cathy is wearing pants.

Student: Opportunity knocks.
Master: Read the small print.

Student: I’m up early!
Master: Will you dream while awake?

I knew they were coming but this is the first pods i have seen. What a great idea!

How to horrify Dad.

While walking through Walmart, Amy (3) says, "He’s black."
We continue walking as Dad processes Amy continues, "I want him to be like us."
Dad thinking he misheard the conversation asks, "what?"
Amy declares, "I want him to be white."

A thousand thoughts rush through my head most questioning how I could possibly be teaching bigotry to my children. Let’s see. No racial jokes. Hmm. We don’t have many friends from other races and cultures right now but for the most part our schedules and economics have alienated ourselves from everyone so we don’t really see many people outside of the family. I do like the theme song to All In The Family but I don’t think that would do it. Finally I land on the conclusion that it is simply the naivety of a child’s world.

Dad, the Meathead that he is, flubs with "that’s not nice. We like people just the way they are."
Mom upon hearing the story soars in on angelic wings and artfully delivers this wonderful metaphor of crayons to people and how boring our pictures would be if the only color in our box was white.

Both ladies left Dad’s chin on the ground today!

Heard this on NPR this morning and was appauled appalled! Appalachistan sums it up.

My child owns 2 of these. Work safe but some dirty words and could potentially deflower innocent minds.

Oh look! Wikipedia might explain some of Amy’s 3 year old behaviors:

Amy is a given name, a variant of Aimée, which means beloved’ in French which in turn is a derivative of Latin’s amicus or amica which means friend.
AND
In demonology Amy is a demon, a Great President of Hell.

Strangely enough, I must give Tim credit for pointing this out.

Student: Change hurts.
Master: Not changing hurts more.

Woohoo!

Goodbye woods. Goodbye calming walks. Goodbye thoughts of grooming a walking trail. Blasted developers.