My Blogger account is full of unfinished drafts. Yet for the last few months, this blog has been decidedly unfull of new entries. That, I've realized, is a ridiculous arrangement. So instead of getting myself together and giving ya'll an update, I'll just go ahead and clean out those archives. Starting with this little ditty from last October:
A few days ago, Sam and I spent a good portion of the day shopping for various Halloween related items. He's a bright kid, but on this outing in particular, everything he said seemed incredibly clever.
At Dollar Tree
The scene: the toy aisle, next to a display of reasonably priced ($1.00!) baby dolls.
Boss: Sam, look at these babies! Should we take one home? Do you want a purple one, a yellow one, or a blue one?
Sam: No want to!
Boss: You don't want a baby doll? Look, she's so nice. [I rock the doll, and then hold her up as if I'm burping her.]
Boss: Just try it. Give her a hug.
Sam: Put away! Too scary!
The scene: the craft aisle. Sam has just picked up a bucket of small, multicolored foam beads.
Boss: No, Sam, those are beads. To make a necklace.
Boss: They look like candy, don't they, but they're beads.
At the thrift store
The scene: we pass a young boy with very dark hair and pale skin.
Boss: Did you see a vampire? [Looking around for Halloween display]
Sam: Vampire says "good eeeevening."
Boss: That's right . . . [spots "vampire" in question. Hurry off in other direction hoping vampire's mother didn't overhear our conversation.]
And speaking of Halloween, I'm looking for costume ideas. Give me some.