January 28, 2005 | Offspring: ecstasy and agony
He Had a Dream… So Do I! (Sent home in the completed work folder yesterday.)
My Dream Is…
that anumuls wod have anuf water and nether have to die. I hate hunters. they kill anumuls. I do not eat meat1 because I am a vetutairyin2. I eat salid insted of tercy on thanksgiveing3. I do not eat fish4 because there anumuls. and martin loother king was alive agen because he was a great man5.
1 She is possibly the biggest carnivore in our house.
2 Also, not a veterinarian, so far as I know.
3 She eats neither salad nor turkey on Thanksgiving, preferring instead to consume her body weight in cranberry sauce and mashed potatoes.
4 Once, she ate 8 fish sticks with dinner and asked for more. I refused because I was afraid she would explode.
5 He was a great man, but even this batch of misspelled fabrications isn’t gonna bring him back to life.
P.S. The poor, confused teacher’s only written comment: “Nice writing, Chickadee.” I guess that took up less space than “Please stop sniffing the glue you freak.”
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LOL at “outing” her for all her fabrications/revisionist history!!! Perhaps my daughter has been sending her vegetarian vibes up to New England?
And trust me, I’m sure Chickadee’s proclamations were TAME compared to some of the other kids!!!
January 28th, 2005 at 8:44 am*laughs herself silly
January 28th, 2005 at 8:48 amI love the “I do not eat meat” line.
My kids only know one kind of meat. Doesn’t matter what’s on the plate, it’s called “chicken.” Could be a fish, doesn’t matter.
Except last night, when we had chicken?
“Daddy, do you want some more pork?”
??
January 28th, 2005 at 10:16 amToo funny! Mir, I hope you are adding this masterpiece to your growing collection…Chikadee will love reading it later on.
Ben, my little one does the same thing. However, she does distinguish between white and red meat….anything that’s not white is sausage.
January 28th, 2005 at 10:23 amToo funny!
January 28th, 2005 at 10:59 amCan you have ChickaDee email my kids to help them create some great blogging fodder like this for me?
January 28th, 2005 at 11:28 amWhen’s she running for office?
January 28th, 2005 at 12:05 pmyou benighted woman, she means he is alive in spirit. *shakes head* So hard for the poetic ones when the parents are stubbornly flatfooted. No, Mir, I meant that metaphorically. Yes, I see that you have lovely arches.
January 28th, 2005 at 12:06 pmI hope you are making copies of this and laminating it so it will last for generations…or at least until you can share it with her as an adult. This is the stuff I wish my mom would’ve saved rather than saving, umm nothing.
January 28th, 2005 at 12:34 pmAhh .. but what an imagination, and such good intentions!! So perhaps she’ll become a fiction writer!
January 28th, 2005 at 12:35 pmThat was adorable Mir.
January 28th, 2005 at 1:16 pmps. Your gmail icon looks great!
January 28th, 2005 at 1:16 pmI hope you are saving these little essays. They are invaluable once your child reaches the teen years. (Blackmail rules, as far as I’m concerned. . . .) And when your child is grown and moves out of your house, they mean even more. Sigh.
January 28th, 2005 at 1:52 pmI love that kid. She’s a hoot, just like her Mamma!
January 28th, 2005 at 1:57 pmThat one’s a keeper, Mir.
January 28th, 2005 at 5:33 pmLaughing at, I mean with you and little Chickadee. Funny girl she is.
January 28th, 2005 at 5:34 pmThat is SO FUNNY!!!! I LOVE the reasoning and thinking tat goes on in the kidlet brain. That is too classic. You’re gonna have to save that one, for certain.
January 28th, 2005 at 6:43 pmHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
January 28th, 2005 at 9:23 pmAll I can say is if she becomes anymore hippie-ish, NH is going to kick you out of the state to VT.
January 29th, 2005 at 12:26 amComing out of ‘lurking’ to comment on how cute this is! I also have a daughter close in age and the creative spelling always cracks me up. Congratulations on the job, too!
January 29th, 2005 at 1:21 am