Survey Says . . .

Okay, just wondering if I can draw any conclusions from a little informal study of our childhood heartthrobs and how they translate into adult tv fantasy crushes. Were you a bigger fan of Ponch or Jon? Take the poll.

Ponch or Jon?
	Ponch, dude.
	I prefer Jon.
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Christian or Sean
	Christian all the way.
	Sean for sure.
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Oh, and how about Richie or the Fonz? And don't even tell me if it's Potsie, I just don't want to know. (oh, but on a side note, try a google image search of Potsie and look for the sombreros. Not going to post the link here given the family-friendly nature of this blog, but pretty funny.)

Great Philosophers exchange ideas, or "The Other Nietzsche Family Circus."

"Mommy, if you don't wanna bake a cake, I'd be OK with a pie instead." . . . "This window's lettin' the outdoors in!". . . "A hug is like a boomerang - you get it back right away." . . ."I'm so mad at Billy, but I can't 'member why!" . . ."Daddy, don't they make a BRIEFER case than this?". . . "They invented hugs to let people know you love them without saying anything.". . . "I drew this guy but he's too tall for my paper.". . . . “Yesterday's the past, tomorrow's the future, but today is a gift. That's why it's called the present.”. . ."You're never too old to learn. I guess that's why Grandma knows so many things.". . . "What else did I do that was funny when I was little?". . . "Dyeing eggs isn't the same as killing them, is it, Daddy?" . . . "I'm a lot better at skatin' when I stay on the grass." . . ."Clean my room? . . . But I'm not done getting it dirty." . . ."Mommy, how did Daddy get little?" . . ."Mommy's spelling things on the phone 'cause Barfy's listening." . . ."I just figured out I'm unemployed." . . ."Do I hafta wear shoes with this skirt?" . . . "Who threw sunflower seeds all over this floor?" "Not me!" . . . "Daddy, will you move the sun, please?" . . . "Can you do anything with scenery besides look at it?" . . . "I'm ready if anybody wants to break something." . . . "Grandma, I'll keep it a secret if you want to tell me I'm your favorite." . . . "Why do I have to keep writin' in these K's when they don't make any noise anyway?" . . . "In a couple weeks that caterpillar's gonna get promoted to a butterfly." . . . "it's okay, Mommy. I didn't spill ALL my grape juice." . . . "Cameras shrink us so Grandma can carry us around in her wallet." . . . "Daddy, are you feelin' under the weather or over the weather?" . . . "My left leg weights 'zactly the same as my right leg." . . . "I was just yawning 'cause PJ did it first." . . . "I'd make a good teacher, Mommy. I just taught PJ his alphabet up to C, 'cept sometimes he forgets B." . . . "i'm sorry. I think my fingers got away from me." . . . "it's too close to dinner for a cookie." "Can't dinner be later?". . . "I don't know if I'm rarin' to go, 'cause I don't know what 'rarin means." . . . "Why's it called that? It doesn't have any ticks, tacks, or toes!" . . . "How many one-of-a-kinds are there?" . . . "We're makin' mother's day cards at school! But we're not to tell a soul, 'cause it's a secret." . . . "No, how 'bout we play Hide-and-DON'T-Seek." . . . "I left my shirt untucked so I don't need a napkin." . . . "No way did I do it. I can draw a lot better than that." . .


All quotes copyright Bill Keane. Don't try to take credit, Nietzsche!

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A Star is Born

Adelaide's class performed a medley of songs interspersed with a re-enactment of the story "Rainbow Fish" last week. The full version will be posted elsewhere for those of you who want 10 plus minutes of Kindergarten thespian action, but for most of you, I have created a short video with some highlights. Video quality is low but you get the idea.

Note: the headgear are shower caps with ribbons hanging off them, to look like jellyfish. Adelaide later plays the octopus, and dons a balloon octopus head.

Flash Mob Crazy!

What started as an obsession with other people breaking out into dance has now turned into a new hobby . . . or maybe will become one. Took a quick trip downtown during my lunch hour today to join the flash mob surprising the Swedish employees during their photo shoot for their 100 year anniversary. So fun! I'm on the far right, in black. You can only see me in some of the shots, which is probably a good thing.

Teach a Girl to Spell

In the car on the way to school this morning:

A: Mom, r is a bossy letter.

C: Oh?

A: Yeah. It bosses all the vowels around.

C: You're right.

pause

A: I'm going to put an apostrophe s after my name, and then I can have anything I want.

C: How does that work?

A: Like, Adelaide's doggy, Adelaide's Santa, Adelaide's elves . . . Adelaide's world.

C: (thinking to herself) Well, that explains a lot.