Three-year-old: “Is this Earth?”
Me: “Yes, we’re on Earth.”
Three-year-old: “Oh! Then which planet is my school on?”
Category: Blog
X-Men: The Last Stand
The nine-year-old, speaking of Jean Grey in X-Men: Last Stand: “If I had her powers, I could make pancakes with my mind.”
Rewatched X-Men: The Last Stand for the first time in a decade, and know what? That is a perfectly fine, super fun movie.
I love the X-Men movies.
Chicken Argument
Bizarre fights the children get into…
Nine-year-old: “If we got five chickens–“
Three-year-old with extreme petulance: “I only want four chickens!” Continue reading “Chicken Argument”
Natural Inspiration
I went for a walk and encountered a hundred-some baby geese in a field of mint.
Whenever the three-year-old finds feathers, he chases down every bird he can find, trying to give them back.
Head
The nine-year-old on the Monkees movie: “You remember when we watched Head? Ever since then I’ve known what I want to do is fill the world with more Heads.”
She’s working on a script titled “I am a Sandwich.”
Also, “Never Ending Smoothie.”
Distracting Cartoons, Tragic Musicals, Spider-Man, and Unicorns
Test of concentration: can I tune out Ghostbusters cartoons well enough to focus on my squirrel adventure novel? Let’s find out!
Test result: 380 words, bringing the project up over 24k total. So, yes! If I’m feeling determined enough! Continue reading “Distracting Cartoons, Tragic Musicals, Spider-Man, and Unicorns”
The Two Kinds of Dog
Two of my dogs got haircuts — one looks like a puppy before her mane came in; the other transformed from a mop into a tiny dark-eyed demon.
Blossoms and Thorns
I found two volunteer trees in my backyard. One had giant needle-like thorns, so I murdered it; the other has a blossom, so for now it lives.
Finishing Otters In Space 3
OTTERS IN SPACE 3 HAS BEEN EMAILED TO THE PUBLISHER. *Kermit flail, running in circles, fall on floor*
I entered Otters In Space 3 into my submissions spreadsheet, and it accounts for more than 1/10th of all the words of fiction I’ve ever written.
Numbers, Flowers, and Star Trek
Wesley is counting the tiles in a game and successfully made it to twelve, higher than I’ve heard him do before. After that, there were a lot of elevens.
The first tulips bloomed in my new garden.
Fun new game I get to play: which episode of ST:TNG to show the nine-year-old next? Up now: “Darmok”