Monday, August 22, 2011


Zip's been waiting for two years to go to kindergarten, and tomorrow is the day.

Yesterday I was sick in bed, and he came up to me frequently, pet me on my head and said, "I'm sorry you're sick. I love you. Tomorrow you're going to have to be better." - Tomorrow being the day I would take him to meet his kindergarten teacher and enroll him in the grade school he's so patiently waited to join his brother in for nearly half his life!

That was today, and I was better, and he got assigned to the classroom he's been telling me all week he'd get. Which is good, because he's very willful, and I wasn't sure at all how the conversation would go had he not gotten the classroom he'd said he was getting. As it was, the conversation went something like, "See, I told you so!"

It was exciting.

His brother imparted all of the wisdom that only a seven year old could impart in preparing him for what to expect. Like, "Don't misbehave on the rainbow rug or you'll never ever get moved from the red square." Or, "You're so lucky you're in room two that shares a bathroom with room three, because if you were in room five you'd have to pee outside."

He found his cubby and was relieved to discover he isn't the only Z name - though there's still a chance he'll change his name to John midway through the year.

He weighed and measured himself, and wrote down his vitals, noting there are a lot more girls in this class than in his old school. I reminded him that that wasn't surprising considering there was only one girl in his classroom at his old school. I got the sense he wasn't sure quite what to make of the room full of glistening sequins and twirling tu-tu's, but he seemed pleased just the same.

He made sure to tell his teacher that he's allergic to wheat, and that he's not in the grades but he is in the grade school, and that he can read the "BOB" books all by himself.

Then he ran out the back door to the playground and immediately found his best friend from camp. He was happy to see him, though they'll never see each other in school, because the camp friend's in room three in the afternoon kindergarten, and Zip's in room two in the morning kindergarten - But it doesn't really matter, because at least he was someone he knew. And who knows - Maybe they'll cross paths in the bathroom.

Tonight he beamed up at me from his bed, and said, "Mom, I love you. You know I'm so happy to finally be going to kindergarten. I've been waiting for my whole life to get to do this!"

Sunday, August 21, 2011

Put a Wiggle In Your Walk and a Waggle In Your Talk

Tizzy: Is it possible to ask a question that you already know the answer to?

Brad: Yes. It’s called a rhetorical question.

Tizzy: Hmmm. One day I was in science class and Mrs. Pierce said, ‘Now class I don’t want any comments. If you want to ask a question you can raise your hand, but if you want to make a comment you must leave your hand down.’ Well, I wanted to make a comment about how bees waggle when they talk, so I raised my hand, and I asked her this question. ‘Do bees talk?’ and she said, ‘Yes. Bees do the waggle dance to communicate.’ So I got to make my comment, but it was really a question that I already knew the answer to.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

This and That


“The earth is very smart. It gave us two legs to stand on. It gave us one arm and another arm in case we need an extra arm and two eyes and a nose, and it has gravity and food and water and oxygen.”

“Really we have everything we need on our earth, but people forget that. They think we need more of this and more of that, and they say, ‘I need more food, I need more gas, I need more toys, I need more stuff,’ but they don’t realize that the earth is very smart and they have everything they need already. It’s always just, ‘I need this, I need that. More of this more of that.”

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Flowers For His True Love

Zip's at that stage. The flower bringing stage. Because I'm "so cute." And I'm "the sweetest." And because he "Just love's me." Sadly, it's slim pickin's this time of year, but that didn't stop him from finding this "beautifullest flower" because I'm "the cutest," and this rock is "pretty beautiful too." Because he loves me.

Friday, November 19, 2010

My Lunch with Silver Springs Networks

Do you want to find about my fabulous lunch at one of my favorite San Francisco restaurants, getting to eat with fellow Bay Area Bloggers and learning about technology that's going to affect us all?! Follow me to my reviews page and read all about it HERE!

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Once Upon A Time...

Tizzy: What if a man fell in love with a woman, but she was one of those women that never wants to get married, and he said, "I love you so much, I want to marry you," but she said, "NO!" So he sang to her in his loveliest loudest voice, and she had to cover her ears, so he covered her with the largest of kisses, and she said, "Hey. You're kind of cute!"

Me: Did she marry him?

Tizzy: No. He turned into a frog.

Monday, November 8, 2010

Argument at Bedtime

T: Thanksgiving is for thanking the Pilgrims and the Indians.

Z: No, it's for thanking God.

T: Pilgrims and Indians.

Z: No, my teacher said we have to thank God.

T: You're wrong.


Brad: Guys, Guys, what's going on in here?

Z: Tizzy says that Thanksgiving is only for thanking the Pilgrims and the Indians, but my teacher said it's also for thanking God.

Brad: It's a day for being thankful for everything. That's why it's called Thanksgiving. Everything that we are thankful for we give thanks for that day.

T: Ooo-oH! So then I'll just draw some Pilgrims and Indians, some clouds in the sky and a bunch of turkeys!

Z: It's funny that God has a beard.