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I was a real crankypants today.
Jan. 5th, 2011 09:37 pm
This is a pity, because the nieces were actually being (mostly) awesome. I don't know why I was in such a snappish mood, but I tried to rein it in.
Ana has a new folder, her Science Homework folder. As she said... "It's like my homework folder, or my Spanish folder, and it's a BIG RESPONSIBILITY, we have to keep track of it. Like my Spanish folder, which is.... Hey, you know, I think I accidentally left my Spanish folder at school! Weird. Why are you laughing, Connie?"
Evangeline won, though. We were eating dinner (salad, pasta with sausage, broccoli) and their table manners were really deplorable (or maybe they weren't and I was just being bitchy, I'm actually not sure) and at one point I opened my mouth to tell Ana to stop kicking or holding her fork in a really awkward way or eating with her fingers or I don't know what... and was promptly shut up by Evangeline going "Connie! Don't talk with your mouth full!"
I just about choked to death right then and there, but I recovered enough to say "You're right, thanks" only to get "Wait, tell me after you finish your food."
So maybe I'm the one with deplorable manners! Who knew?
I do have a serious thing to say, though. Yesterday I got started telling the nieces riddles. Not the type of riddle that asks "What do you get when you cross a pigeon with a parrot?" nor yet the type that asks "What's the difference between a train and a teacher". I'm talking about the classics, up to and including "What walks on four legs in the morning..."
Surprisingly, the girls figured the last one out all on their own! Not only that, but Evangeline memorized it after one run-through. When she asked me the riddle today I pointed out that I already knew, and, in fact, have known the answer for a very long time, but suggested she ask her teacher tomorrow.
That said, I need more riddles. More of the less joke-y type. H E L P!
(Also, my plan to teach Evangeline cursive this summer has been altered in light of the fact that she's already trying to write cursive now. Um. Yeah, I wasn't ready for that. Ana's response was incredibly blase. "You didn't do that right, Eva isn't spelled E U A." I was more "Wow, I can... uh... read that!")
Ana has a new folder, her Science Homework folder. As she said... "It's like my homework folder, or my Spanish folder, and it's a BIG RESPONSIBILITY, we have to keep track of it. Like my Spanish folder, which is.... Hey, you know, I think I accidentally left my Spanish folder at school! Weird. Why are you laughing, Connie?"
Evangeline won, though. We were eating dinner (salad, pasta with sausage, broccoli) and their table manners were really deplorable (or maybe they weren't and I was just being bitchy, I'm actually not sure) and at one point I opened my mouth to tell Ana to stop kicking or holding her fork in a really awkward way or eating with her fingers or I don't know what... and was promptly shut up by Evangeline going "Connie! Don't talk with your mouth full!"
I just about choked to death right then and there, but I recovered enough to say "You're right, thanks" only to get "Wait, tell me after you finish your food."
So maybe I'm the one with deplorable manners! Who knew?
I do have a serious thing to say, though. Yesterday I got started telling the nieces riddles. Not the type of riddle that asks "What do you get when you cross a pigeon with a parrot?" nor yet the type that asks "What's the difference between a train and a teacher". I'm talking about the classics, up to and including "What walks on four legs in the morning..."
Surprisingly, the girls figured the last one out all on their own! Not only that, but Evangeline memorized it after one run-through. When she asked me the riddle today I pointed out that I already knew, and, in fact, have known the answer for a very long time, but suggested she ask her teacher tomorrow.
That said, I need more riddles. More of the less joke-y type. H E L P!
(Also, my plan to teach Evangeline cursive this summer has been altered in light of the fact that she's already trying to write cursive now. Um. Yeah, I wasn't ready for that. Ana's response was incredibly blase. "You didn't do that right, Eva isn't spelled E U A." I was more "Wow, I can... uh... read that!")
