Threatening the neighbors....

So I'm a bit worried about what the neighbors think of us these days.

Driving home from a dinner at Stacy and Anne's the other evening, I had to slow the car as I neared our house because there was a cat lying (quite happily) in the middle of the road. The ensuing conversation in our car went something like this:

Me: What are you doing in the road, cat?
Abra: What cat?
Me: That cat.
Abra: Is that Mary's cat? It is -- that's Tiger!
Me: Well, Tiger better move.
Abra: He's going to get hit if he stays there.
Me: He'll move.
Tiger: (lazily gets up and saunters out of the road)

We pass.

Abra: We better tell Mary!
Me: I'm sure Mary knows.
Abra (getting more worried): But he might get hit! We have to tell Mary!
Me: Mary knows.
Abra (as we near Mary's house) Dad, stop the car, we have to tell Mary!!
Me: (keeps driving)
Abra (as we pass Mary's house, yelling out the window): MARY, YOUR CAT'S GONNA DIE!!!!

Which is all well and good, and I appreciate Abra's concern for the cat, but from Mary's perspective (if in fact she was on her porch, which I'm not sure she was....) the exchange was much briefer and went something like this:

Car drives by with small child yelling out the window "MARY, YOUR CAT'S GONNA DIE!!!!!"

Now, we get along well with Mary, so I think all is good, but I do wonder if she heard it, and if she wonders why we have a vendetta against her cats. Honest, we like her cats!

Sheep Farming

Thalia brought home some of her worksheets that she does in school. One was evidently about people and their pets that she had read about in a story. There was an additional question on the worksheet that, well, I'll let her work speak for itself:



A sheep? Why a sheep?

There you go.

Harry Potter meets Cheapskate Dad

So the girls are way into the Harry Potter series these days -- thanks to Gramma, who got them the books. They are both reading the series avidly, watching the movies, playing Harry Potter games, etc.

Of course, Dad gets to mess with the story a bit.

For example:

Abra: I'm wearing the sorting hat! I'm in Gryffindor!
Thalia: I'm wearing the sorting hat! It put me in Huffenpuff!
Me: No, I'm wearing the sorting hat: I'm in Cheapenskate!
Abra and Thalia: DAAAADDDDD!!!!

or:

Abra: I'm reading Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire!
Thalia: I'm reading Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets!
Me: I'm reading Harry Potter and the Wallet of Closure!
Abra and Thalia: DAAAAADDDDD!!!!

This is kind of fun....

So Tired....

Thalia had a busy day. Last night she had a sleepover at her friend Lily's house, then went down to Inn on Coventry for breakfast. She came home, watched a Harry Potter movie, then had lunch and went to the park to play with her sister and her friend Nat. When she finally came home from all that activity, she curled up with one of her sister's Harry Potter books, and promptly fell asleep in midread:

I'm yawning just looking at this picture....