Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Jackieism

Tonight I was in Jackie's room, patiently waiting for her to read with me as she flitted around doing whatever five-year-olds do when they're really supposed to be sitting still.

At one point, she began coughing in an effort to dislodge some phlegm in her throat. (Is there some slang way of describing this type of coughing? How about non-slang?)

"Jackie, are you o.k.?" I asked. "Do you need a drink?"

"No, mom," cough, cough, she answered. "Don't worry, I just have a frog in my throw-up."

Monday, October 5, 2009

Daddyism

Today when we knelt down for family prayer, Henry flopped all the way down onto the cold wood floor on his stomach, arms extended above his head. Matthew laughed, “Look, he’s praying prostate.” Silence. “I mean, prostrate.” Oops. Giggle, giggle.