By Andrea Mason, on June 3rd, 2009
So my 9 year old daughter has a super high reading level. Her school tested her and produced a list of books that would be appropriate for her level over the summer. Among the list of books was Wuthering Heights, Jane Eyre, and Cry, the Beloved Country. I naturally thought ‘no way’. I took our book of complete works of Bronte and gave it to her and said “start with Wuthering Heights and let me know what your thoughts are”. She did and told me that the book was like a dictionary and she had a hard time following the sentence structure. I decided to read it aloud to her to see if it would help her understanding.
Hours later that day Bella turned to John, my husband, and asked “Dad, how big does a bitch get”? Johns face was priceless. I just cracked up laughing because the word is used correctly in Wuthering Heights and so Bella thought she would try to use it correctly as well. We told her that bitches come in all sizes and it’s the big ones to beware of.
By Heidi Naylor, on May 27th, 2009
I believe it is important my kids talk about their body parts with the proper vernacular. So if you are offended by the word Penis don’t keep reading! I don’t however encourage them to speak about their body parts like they are a seperate part of their body that can think for its self. « Continue reading »
By Jeff, on April 25th, 2009
The other day at dinner, we got talking about what we want to be when we grow up. Of course, I’ll never grow up, but that’s another story. « Continue reading »
By NevillesLostToad, on April 23rd, 2009
My four year old son is always making us laugh. Here is a conversation we had in February. He just finished a bad coughing spell and this is what he told me.
Marshall: “Mom, I need a new froat. Cuz if I don’t get one then I will just go: (open and close mouth without making noise) er I will frow up and that’s not fun is it Mom?” « Continue reading »
By Jeff, on April 17th, 2009
Just a quick funny story that happened today. I was wrestling around with my daughter this afternoon. After a few minutes, we were just laying on the floor next to each other taking a break from the ultimate fighting/tickling tournament in which we were engaged when I asked her if she realized I had created a website on which I was telling stories about her. « Continue reading »
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