Tuesday, February 26, 2013

Clocks in real life

After about the fifth time Meg asked if she could get up yet, I told her that at four-thirty, when the long hand was pointing at the six, her nap would be over. Meg brightened up immediately.

"Oh! I didn't know!"

Sunday, February 24, 2013

So Meg can read clocks, now

Meg just boggled me by reading a clock. She looked up at the big one over the couch and announced that it was seven o'clock - the little hand was on the seven, and the big one was (almost) pointing up. Who knew?

Chinese food

We got some sweet and sour chicken takeout, and Meg thought the "Chinese chicken nuggets" with "real sauce" were pretty good. She also likes using chopsticks and refers to them as "pork chops."

Saturday, February 23, 2013

And threw him down the stairs

There's a scene in Busman's Honeymoon where Peter and Harriet are speculating as to where old Noakes had actually been hit in the head, since he subsequently got up and fell down the stairs. Peter starts quoting the way he does, "Upstairs and downstairs and in my lady's chamber," and then hurriedly backs off - "No, no, not in my lady's chamber."

I never quite understood why he was in such a hurry to backtrack, besides obviously preferring their bedroom not be the scene of the crime. But then last night I was reciting the full nursery rhyme.

Goosey, goosey, gander, whither dost thou wander?
Upstairs and downstairs and in my lady's chamber.
There I met an old man who wouldn't say his prayers,
I took him by the left leg and threw him down the stairs.

The goose was in my lady's chamber when he met the old man. Well, Noakes was pretty much the old man who wouldn't say his prayers, and someone definitely sent him down the stairs. Peter had stumbled into a quote more applicable than he meant, and that was why he was so anxious to dissociate it from their story.

I just love figuring out Sayers references.

Wednesday, February 20, 2013

A dinosaur's home is the castle?

Meg was playing with her castle and dinosaurs, doing all the voices.
"Go in, go in."
"Why are you in my house?"
"We're not in your house, we're just... it's our house. Dinosaurs are nice!"

Meg and Goldilocks

It's always curious, finding out what bothers your little one. Today we were reading "Goldilocks and the Three Bears," and Meg got antsier and antsier as Goldilocks did more and more naughty things. Finally she clapped both hands over her mouth and hopped away.

She closed the book for me.  "There are some things that she's not supposed to do."

Monday, February 04, 2013

Dangerous to be her toy

"Everybody!  This is not gonna work, and I'm gonna lock you in the dungeon!" Meg


Meg was looking at my Pride and Prejudice poster. "King Herod and Mr. Wickham, they're both two wicked guys."

Sunday, February 03, 2013

Peach cobbler

Today it snowed off and on all day. Apparently it's also the Superbowl? I came home from church, took a nap, and decided that what the world really needed was peach cobbler. To my astonishment, we actually had frozen peaches and enough butter, so I made one. It took a while, but turned out pretty nice.

Then Meg accidentally knocked over a bucket of laundry soaking in oxy-clean (my fault for leaving it there), so we had emergency mop-up operations, and then she and I ran to the grocery store for tortillas for dinner, by which point I completely forgot about my cobbler.

I remembered just before Meg's bedtime. She was put out that I'd made dessert without her, and retaliated by refusing to try any. She actually preferred going to bed without dessert. That'll teach me.