things i said yes to

do entomologists come from the far-off planet entomolia?  -boookie, age 9
[shh... i'm on hold with a children's book publisher.]

are stinkbugs cowardly?  -boookie, age 9
[only until they meet the great and powerful oz.]

can i someday get a finger tattoo of a gold ring with a pink heart?  -ela, age 7
[it was a verbal contract, but my lawyer will have a field day with the word "someday."]

anthophila modesty

"some bees bite with their mouths and others sting with their bottoms, which isn't very discreet in my opinion."
boookie, age 9

they say parenting is all about celebrating small victories.

"you know, i don't approve of the cannibal diet.  it's completely the opposite of bon appetit.  vegetarians are okay though."  
boookie, age 9

please join us in celebration of this small victory.

[when i asked permission to share his words on our blog, bookie gave his consent "as long as it doesn't fall into the hands of cannibals."  please do not forward this post to any of your cannibal acquaintances.  thank you.]

Chocolate Cake for (Birthday) Breakfast

In honor of Boookie's 9th birthday today, we began the day Cosby-style with chocolate cake for breakfast.

We wish we had a video of Boookie listening to "Chocolate Cake" for the first time; we thought he was going to die of laughter.

The only family member who missed out on the chocolate cake this morning.

overheard

"i actually prefer leathery scrambled eggs because they give a nice challenge to my teeth."
boookie, age 8

[this comment was logged as an upbeat complaint about my cooking.  i recently discovered julia child's 20-second omelet technique and have since then shamefully let slide my talent for preparing challenging eggs.  and here i was thinking that was a good thing!] 

Smelly Boy

Today, Seimi randomly walked up to the Hobbit Wife, took a big sniff from about five feet away, and announced, "Mommie, you smell like a bird and a guy."
We can't make this stuff up.

Two Months

The insurance company acknowledged Eejee's 2-month birthday by sending him his very first bill.  

"Son, you're two months old and it's time you started making your own way in the world."

We're going to see if the insurance company will take payment in baby cuteness.