Out of the Mouths of Babes: What Grade Are You In?

We woke this morning to a light dusting of snow on the ground and rain pattering on the roof. The radio reported a mixture of snow, ice, and rain for the remainder of the day and a host of school closings. Upon hearing this, Connor, our 7-year-old, looks at me and sleepily asks, “Are you…
The Beatles’ All You Need Is Love was on the radio. Connor listened carefully, and then stated emphatically, “Incorrect! That song’s not true! You need water and food and shelter and maybe friends, too… not just love.” And he was right… sometimes, love is not enough: In Memory: James Coburn II July 30, 1975 –…
Four hours into our five-and-a-half-hour drive to New Jersey, amidst much commotion, complaints of “he’s on my side” and “Leya’s stepping on the crackers,” and threats of turning the car around, Connor says, “Mommy, I sooo happy!” Having no idea what this could be in reference to, I asked what made him so happy, to…
I spent the day pulling up sub-flooring in a New Orleans shot-gun house flooded in Hurricane Katrina. It was a long day. As I’m cleaning up for dinner, my cell phone rings. It’s Ryan. Patrick and the boys are at a conference in Baltimore. “Mommy,” he says. “Yes, Ryan?” “I have a new favorite restaurant.”…
Connor’s speech teacher has been working with him on nursery rhymes. So far, he has mastered the following: Big Miss Muffet sat on a tuffet… Jack be nimble,Jack be quick,Jack jump over a train. and Mary had a little lamb… whose fleece was white as snow.It followed her to soccer practice one day… and then,…
This morning I made an off-handed comment to Patrick that the skirt and top I had chosen to wear to church looked better on me last year. Ryan was standing nearby and chimed in with his usual, “Why?” Not wanting to get into a discussion of body image with my 7-year-old son, I replied, “They…