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Showing posts with label little S. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Pandemic pets - meet Marshmallow and Hermione

We got guinea pigs. I never had or wanted pets and somehow one thing led to another and now we are the proud owners of two cutie-pie guinea pigs. We went from idea to adoption in just three days. Their quietly curious personalities provide so much delight and comfort for all of us that I think they are therapy animals!

Here are S1, S2 and my caricatures of them.

Sketched by the gullible one who never wanted pets but now fell in love with them anyway.



This cartoonist is the primary caregiver, you should see the excitement on the guinea pigs' voices when she feeds them

She never wanted pets and she said they would stink and poop and be a royal pain.
Now that the pets are here, she is delighted and loves to carry and pet them

We are experiencing the totally unconditional love these pets have for us. Well...not entirely unconditional, I guess. Feeding time generates the most undying affection as does petting time. In a pandemic world full of emotional and unpredictable humans and moments, these pets are giving us much needed, non-judgmental cuddle time!




Thursday, June 23, 2016

10 Reasons Why You Shouldn't Stick a Pearl Up Your Nose


Hey kid,

This post is for you. Are you reading this aloud? Fabulous.

Yes, I know that the inside of your nostril is a warm, dark, gooey, magical and mysterious wonderland. Best part is, you can reach into it with your lil fingers.

A perfect fit! HUZZAH!

And yet I speak with wisdom from experience. Please do NOT stick a pearl up your cute lil nose. Or stick anything else up there.

What's the fun in that, you ask? Valid question. Well...

1. When you stick a pearl up your nose, your teacher will get a mini heart attack and ask you to blow your nose. You will not.

2. Then she will call your mommy. Who will be driving on a busy expressway to pick up her friend who just traveled half way across the country to see her. Mommy will pick up the call via Bluetooth, which ensures poor call quality.

3. Then your teacher will say, in a wavering panicky tone, "Your daughter has stuck a pearl up her nose. You might need to take her to the doctor. "

4. Then your mommy will get a mini heart attack and shriek, "a-what-up-her-WHAT?"

5. Then your usually frazzled and anxious mommy who doesn't really know anything about anything will call the doctor and ask in her fake calm, civil tone, "Hello, my toddler has a pearl stuck in her nose, what should I do?"

6. And the phone lady at the other end will say, "I'm not a doctor or a nurse but can she breathe?"

7. And then your mommy will call the teacher back and ask in a high-pitched voice, "can she breathe?!!!!" to which the teacher will say, "yes, she can. she looks uncomfortable and is crying but she can breathe"

8. then your mommy will call the doctor's office and say that you, the toddler, can breathe. To which the phone lady will say, "ok good. then please come here, there is a wait. you might need to bring some toys to keep your child entertained. (Is she really talking about entertainment here?) Or if you need urgent attention, go to the E.m.e.r.g.e.n.c.y (oh crap.)"

9. Your mommy will reach your daycare and pick you up. You will look adorable, sitting and crying because everyone around you is looking dramatically worried, staring at you and well, you know, you have your favorite pearl stuck in your nose.

10. Your mommy will carry you in her arms and kiss you more than ever before while her dear friend will efficiently google the situation and then suggest strategically blowing your nose.

10.1 Your mommy will press one nostril and you will blow hard through another.

10.2....and the shiny white pearl will fall out. Made shinier by you-know-what wonderful gooeyness.

10.3. Your mommy will start praying for a big, fat, gross booger to be the only thing up your nose forever and always in the future.

10.4. When your mommy asks you "what did you put up your nose last week?" You look adorably innocent and thoroughly impish and say "that one."

Huggy kissy,
your amma


Saturday, June 20, 2015

We had a Jackson Pollock Splatter-Art Birthday Party

S1 turned three in April and since she loves art and colors (and we didn't want to clean up after the kids for once in our lives), we had an Art Party for her.
Wow, wow, what super fun it was! The kids went wild for the (washable, supposedly harmless) color and painted everything in sight. 

Artists are encouraged to start by painting away the intimidating white canvas ...no creative block here!

Everyone painted in purple...just happens to still be S1's fave color

S1 was an intense artist creating magic and little S2 was engrossed, painting her legs

The delicious rainbow cake was white outside and colorfully yummy inside