Quote of the Day – 2/3/2011

February 3, 2011

My 3-year-old daughter:

“I did it all by myself, and you helped!”


Quote of the Day – 1/10/2011

January 10, 2011

Not from anything read this time, but really funny yesterday. Said while knitting:

“I accidentally made a moebius strip!” – my wife (nicknamed “Zeta”), 1-9-2011

What my kids are reading

November 18, 2010

I have four kids, ranging in age from 16 months to 14 years. Since I haven’t introduced them here before, here we go:

My eldest son, at 14, is reading The Lost Warrior by Rick Riordan. He and I are fans of the Percy Jackson series, and this is a spinoff, in the same world but using different characters.

My second son, 12, is reading the fifth Diary of a Whimpy Kid book. I still haven’t read any of those, though I did listen to the first one on audiobook. He is also reading the Seekers series by Erin Hunter together with me, and we’re on Great Bear Lake.

My daughter, 3, doesn’t read a lot on her own. But her current favorite picture books include Max’s Breakfast by Rosemary Wells, Bad Bears and a Bunny by Daniel Pinkwater, Bee-Wigged by Cece Bell, Itty Bitty by Cece Bell, and just about anything with penguins. She is also a fan of Philadelphia Chickens by Sandra Boynton. We don’t own that one, and I’m pretty sure that we’ve had it checked out more from our library than anyone else.


My youngest son is really only recently willing to sit for a whole book while we read to him. However, he’s also a fan of Max’s Breakfast at this point. Also, just about anything by Sandra Boynton. Barnyard Dance, especially.

Geek Romance

October 23, 2010

(Reposted from my former blog, 11-14-2008)

I’ve recently had occasion to think of this story, and I now feel compelled to share it. First, though, I must tip the hat to brotherhank at Lawn Gospel for bringing it to mind.

It’s worth looking at that post (it won’t take long) before going on here.

I’m reminded of one of the first dates my now-wife and I had. We were eating onion rings, and she was looking for one that had extra batter in a line across the middle. She explained that they remind her of the Greek letter theta. For those who don’t know, this is theta:


I handed her the appropriately-shaped onion ring, and she took a bite. I then looked up and said, “I guess I’ll call you ‘zeta‘ now.”

Quite appropriately, this prompted a raised eyebrow and a cocked head, followed by a, “What?”

Naturally, I answered, “Because zeta eta theta.”

We laughed hysterically. If you don’t get it … well, … Zeta and I do have a somewhat-higher geek quotient than most people.

Enjoy the weekend!

Well, here’s something …

August 15, 2010

If John can do it, then so can I!

Today at Market Basket, I bought some incidentals. I don’t usually do a lot of shopping on Sundays, but we needed a couple things.

I picked up two 5lb. bags of sugar (Market Basket brand)

a gallon of 1% milk (also MB)

a package of red leaf lettuce

a package of spinach

six small tomatoes

a bottle of Krud Kutter rust remover

I love my wife

February 14, 2010

Reposted from 2/22/2009

That title might not seem like a particularly-dramatic statement, but I think it’s worth mentioning. I say this especially because of the sorts of things I’ve heard lately. Some of them, I suppose, not so much lately as just having heard them in general.

Men make fun of their wives, complain about them, and say all kinds of things. I don’t care to make a lot of specific examples, because I’m not trying to call anyone out right now. Just to give you a sense of what’s got me going, though … Read the rest of this entry »

Tuesday Morning

February 2, 2010

I love Tuesday mornings.

My local library has story time at 11, so I bring Eagle (and Zidgel, of course) over there and we read some books, sing some songs, and then end the session with some coloring (usually) or another craft. It’s fun.

My little halfling loves the library, and it’s certainly a good thing. I figure that if she knows the librarians at this age, that we’re setting her up for some good habits.

My wife is able to come every other week … she works late on alternate Tuesdays. This isn’t one of those Tuesdays, but that’s okay.

Last night, I failed to finish The Dark is Rising. I’m halfway through the last chapter, but the two kiddos kept me busy until late enough that I was falling asleep while reading. It really is a good book, I just keep falling asleep while reading it because I’m reading on the wrong side of midnight.

In other news … in speaking to Eaglescoutjonathan at church on Sunday, I found a new title that I’ll have to use some time. He pulled out the contents of one of his pockets (I don’t remember why). He had 56 cents and a ball bearing. “Fifty-six cents and a ball bearing” has a lot of potential as a short story title, possibly a poem.

I just have to write it, now.