Monthly Archives: May 2010

The Book of Love

I’ve been listening to the latest Peter Gabriel album a little obssessively lately – for whatever reason, it’s the music I need to hear right now – and my current favorite track is his cover of The Magnetic Fields’ “The Book of Love.” I really wish I had known about this song before I got married, because it definitely would have figured in the playlist for the ceremony or the reception. I just lovelovelove the lyrics and the music is beautiful, too. Have a listen:

More fun with parenting failure

You know that parenting trick where your kid is bugging and bugging and BUGGING you for a sip of your non-kid beverage so you let them have one little sip just to show them that they don’t like it so they’ll stop bugging you? Yeah. Beverages with which this has NOT worked on the Sprout:

  1. Beer
  2. Coke

Srsly. She looooooooooved them. Got about three good swigs of the Summit Pale Ale before Mr. Squab could get the bottle from her. Same thing with the Coca-cola. I’m not even going to *offer* her my coffee.

I’m actually surprised this hasn’t happened sooner

This last weekend, we’re all sitting in the girls’ room getting dressed in the morning, and the girls are doing their usual early-morning goofy thing making faces and noises at each other and laughing at the results. It’s pretty awesome, and at one point the Hatchling looks over at me, mid-laugh, and says, “That Sylvia is pretty damn funny!”

“WHAT did you just say?” I ask, unsuccessfully suppressing my giggles.

“That Sylvia is pretty damn funny, Mama!” responded the Hatchling, totally unaware that she might be saying anything at all inappropriate.

We decided just to ignore it. You know: Parenting for Cowards. And really – she IS pretty damn funny.