October 3, 2009

• Halftime Report

  It's birthday party weekend, and I'm sure you're all wondering what sort of party Rone decided to go with. This year he's gone traditional, with a VolcanoBarbecueHalloween Party. You remember your first one of those, right? How everyone loved it so? And talked about how Granny's first VolcanoBarbecueHalloween Party had been way back when people didn't realize how big it would become?

  So meat is smoking as I type, and all of our Halloween decorations are up, except the lights which I decided to do tomorrow because it's been RAINING ALL DAY! Can you believe it? And tomorrow I'm going to give close to twenty kids a bunch of baking soda and vinegar (with some dry ice for good measure), and call it a party.

  Rone is six! 6! Kind of amazing.

  Cotton is enjoying football with Daddy. She, more than the rest of us, appreciates a good chance to yell with other people. She is unable to parse the phrase 'War Eagle!' though, and if someone says it to her, she yells 'Wiggle!' and starts shimmying. She plays with the MagnaDoodles and blocks every day, and is rocking a pretty serious BabyMullet. She has forgotten how to say 'thank you', and now only says 'welcome'. It goes like this:

  Chance: Say, 'Thank you, Mommy'
  Cotton: 'Weckome!'
  Chance: No, say 'Thank you'.
  Cotton: "Weckome Doddy!'

  She also says, "Tah-dah!" "Coming!" if you call her, and has started saying her own name. Mostly, though, she says, "I did it!" All day long she does things, and then hollers that she's done them. I'm thinking of taking that up myself: "I did the DISHES!" " I washed some CLOTHES" "I brought you all where you were supposed to be!" "I opened the WINE!"

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