Priceless Conversations with Miss G

During my morning coffee and Miss G’s snack of fruit we had pulled out the old baby toys that will soon be transferred over to her new baby sister. Miss G enjoys looking through them and it gives me an opportunity to talk about what life will be like when her sister is finally ‘out of mamas tummy.’

**Just to interject here. I am all for using correct verbiage when discussing body parts with kids and had this been the first time Miss G had ever had a discussion about babies and bodies, I would have introduced and continued to use the word uterus. She has been comfortably associating her baby sister as living in mamas tummy since her parents told her that she was going to be a big sister so I don’t intend to try to change up the language now. We can discuss the uterus when she’s a bit older.

At one point she looked at me and asked, “Grandma, do you have a baby in your tummy?”

Had anyone else had the audacity to ask me that I would have immediately gotten pissed off at their assumption because, while I may have a middle-aged, soft grandma tummy, I also do not look at all like I am of childbearing age anymore.

However, Miss G asked so sweetly and casually and sincerely, and then it just got funny.

“Grandma, do you have a baby in your tummy?”

“No, but remember when we talked about you mama being my baby, Grandma’s baby? Your mama was in my tummy a long time ago.”

“Noooo, mama isn’t in your tummy.”

Changing gears so as to avoid more confusion I laughed and admitted to being silly.

“Miss G, does your Coco (the dog) have a baby in her tummy?”

Giggling, “No!”

“Does Kiki (the cat) have a baby in her tummy?”

“No.”

“Do you have a baby in your tummy?” as I tickled her.

“No!” That response came with a bit of indignation at my obvious stupidity.

“Does dada have a baby in his tummy?”

“Dada does have a baby in his tummy!”

“He does?”

“He has a food baby. Dada has a food baby in his tummy.”

Honest to god, dead serious, Miss G said that with a straight face.

Knowledge, Power, and Outrage

Quote 3, and I won’t plagiarize this.

Missed the boat on what this is all about? See this post.

It is an honest to god quote and I feel happy both that I followed a bit of the rules associated with this challenge, and that I presented a quote that I believe and will stand behind with conviction.

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“…the older I get, the more I see how women are described as having gone mad, when what they’ve actually become is knowledgeable and powerful and fucking furious.”

Sophie Heawood

Run Free…With a Few Conditions

Day 2 of the silly, quote inspired non-challenge.

If you’re out of the loop and simply stumbled on today’s post, check here first.

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“Don’t run on the sidewalk, you’ll probably trip.”

I say this to Miss G at least once per day. Especially now that flip-flop weather is here and that little girl cannot walk, let alone run, in flip-flops without dragging her toes and/or tripping. I realize that I may be instigating a challenge with fate here by my implication of dire injury, but I will not witness skinned knees or elbows, nor could I look her parents in the face if their child had broken teeth or head trauma on my watch.

Fighting Environmental Destruction

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Lovely blogger friend Alice kindly mentioned my blog in a recent post associated with a ‘quote per day for three days’ challenge. She made the brave decision to bend the rules of the challenge, and I, thoroughly inspired by her rule-breaking, have decided to bend the rules even farther.

If any of you are like me, you find yourself spouting phrases, the same phrases, over and over. While none of the things I say are in any way profound, or even really quote-worthy, I figured that I would choose three phrases that I have been using a lot lately.

Starting this little adventure off – the words above that I have been emailing to every single company that will not stop sending me unsolicited product catalogs. I am on a mission to eradicate these tree-destroying, paper-wasting booklets from showing up in my mailbox.

And that folks is Day 1, completed in a very unofficial way. I am not following the rules by thanking the person who nominated me, because Alice did no such thing, officially. I am also not nominating three other bloggers. However, I will suggest that if anyone wants to jump on this little bandwagon, and share some simple words of interest that pop out of your mouth often I, and I’m sure others, would be most interested and willing to both read and know why those words issue forth. The quirkier and/or funnier, the better.