Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Is there a humungous fungus in Salt Lake City?

Such was the question Claire posed over breakfast. I hardly knew what to say. Still don't actually. This is yet more proof that anything I say can and will be used against me later. Who on earth said such a think to my daughter? I bet this came from listening to her dad's talk radio drivel in his car, right? How did I come to have children with a man who listens to talk radio? How? Well, they are appealing children, anyhow.

After I read a book to Claire she often likes to "read" it back to me. This is Claire's version of Beauty and the Beast (board book edition).

Once upon a time there was a kind and beautiful girl named Belle.

There was a prince and his dungeon cast a spell on him and made him a beast.

That's Belle and her dress is yellow.

And then they had soup.

And she is not a teapot anymore, and he is not a cup anymore, and she is not a candle anymore. And he is not a beast anymore. And when Belle wears the yellow dress, she gets babies.

Now I know how I got those girls. I am getting rid of my yellow dresses ASAP.


  1. Oh yes. Those dangerous, dangerous yellow dresses.

    (At least you know an easy form of contraceptive now! Just, you know, the ABSENCE OF YELLOW. In dress form, at least.)

    (It's a shame redheads often look good in certain yellows, though.)

  2. Too funny--those yellow dresses can be quite a problem.

  3. Yellow dresses? THAT was our mistake? Wow.
    I never knew...

  4. Too cute! What a great story! But I don't think I ever had (let alone wore a yellow dress) where did these kids come from?

    Thanks for the post on my blog...and NO! I don't always look that "glamourous". That's a pic from our Christmas photo session. Right now I'm in sweats and haven't showered in 3 days. That better?