Wednesday, November 26, 2008

The Kindergardner Cop

I decided to post this conversation almost immediately after it happened. Then I put it off. Then I couldn't remember the hilarious thing the Grimmlet said. Then I forgot about the affair altogether. I relay all of this information as I cannot remember the details of the events that led to this conversation. Sorry.

Grimmlet [proudly] : Look how fat my tummy is! [Lifts shirt for better appreciation of her fat tummy.
Me: Wow. [Rubbing her buddha belly.] It's quite firm. Are you sure it isn't a tumor?
Grimmlet: [Eying her tummy a little suspiciously.] Hmm.
Me: Now you say, 'It's naht ah toomah!'
Grimmlet: It's not a tumor?
Me: Right.
Grimmlet: It's naht ah toomah!
Me: [Cracking up.]

Friday, November 14, 2008

Holy Freakin' Cow

I'm going to have to go back and read P.K. Dick's DADOES. I just saw the final cut version of Bladerunner and I am just totally blown away. And the weird thing is that I am sure I have seen it before (original or extra crispy cut) but I have almost no memory of it. (And no real positive memories, certainly.) Is this one of the5 movies that is as good as the book on which it is based? And what are the other four? I need to know these things, people!

Also, it turns out that the cow used in the title of this post was totally not a real cow. Getting a real cow apparently would have blown the budget.

Thursday, November 13, 2008

Low Hanging Fruit

Wow. I think I may be able to increase my post frequency if I keep on doing these Grimmlet conversations. At least until she grows up into a surly teenager who hates being seen in the same county as her totally uncool dad.

At the Wagon Wheel Pizza for dinner last night...
Me: What do you want to get? They have pasta and pizza and strombolli. Do you want to try a strombolli?
Grimmlet: I want pizza.
Me: OK, they have lots of different types. Here's one with lots of toppings on it. [Listing off all the toppings.]
Grimmlet: I don't want olives on my pizza.
Me: Well, we can pick those off.
Grimmlet: OK.

Later as she is picking half-heartedly at her food:
Grimmlet: I just remembered that I wanted a cheese pizza.



So I also got anchovies on the pizza. I had never had them before. It wasn't horrible, but they are pretty darn salty. Also, fishy. Though I was expecting that. I think the Grimmlet actually liked them more than I did. She likened them to tuna.

Tuesday, November 11, 2008

Long, Long Ago

File this under possible reasons to not read Laura Ingals Wilder books to a five year old.

Me (Reading): Mewwy Chwistmas! Mewwy Chwistmas!
Grimmlet: Grace can talk now!
Me: Yes, she's getting older.
Grimmlet: Is she alive?
Me: Do you mean in real life? No, not anymore. She died a long, long time ago.
Grimmlet: I miss her.
...
Grimmlet: Do you remember the time you were reading and I was crying and you didn't know I was crying?
Me: Um... Not specifically, no.
Grimmlet: I miss them all.

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Things Get Lost

A couple snippets of conversation with the Grimmlet in the car on the way to school after a trip to the doctor's office to get a flu shot. (A trip that consisted of kicking and screaming in the waiting room culminating in me carrying the unwilling Grimmlet into the hall. Therein she demanded to be released to walk by herself, which she managed to do. However, once in the examination room she resumed kicking and screaming and, at one point, took a swipe at the nurse. Her pediatrician, who is usually able to calm her very easily, had to be summoned to physically restrain her to allow the nurse to give her the shot.)

Grimmlet: Daddy, I think you should stop for a treat to reward me for being so good at the doctor's.
Me: ...

And later:

Grimmlet: Daddy, I'm hungry!
Me: What happened to all that food you ate for breakfast?
Grimmlet: It got lost in my tummy.
Me: (Trying not to cause an accident while laughing.)
Grimmlet: What's so funny?