Overheard

Thursday, May 20, 2010

I never imagined the man I would marry saying, "You know, it's the typical scenario like getting everyone together for Dungeons and Dragons."
*(as an aside, I'd like to say that Darrell couldn't be a better husband or father.  Sometimes what we imagine is neither what we need nor what is good for us.  And I find it perfectly acceptable that while I'll poke fun at him for D&D, I personally have always wanted to try LARPing.  Maybe in a tutu.  Now I'll know how many people read this blog becasue certainly that will get some comments!)
"Happy Pretend Valentine's Day" is what I was greeted with when I went in to get him after quiet time one day last week.  Followed by, "What are we going to do for Pretend Valentine's Day?"  I don't know, there weren't any crafts for this particular holiday in my book...  My answer?  Let's go swimming!  Since we can't do it on real Valentine's Day, why not?

After spilling a whole bowl of pasta (of course with red sauce) on the (white) tile floor and subsequently watching the dogs lick it up, he said, "Oh, thank you dogs!" as they walked away from the now-cleanest-spot on the kitchen floor.

"Please make the fish cakes.  And not let Nonni take them all."  (A few weeks ago he had helped me cook dinner by crushing the crackers with a mallet for fish cakes.  I told him he could have one the next day as they weren't going to be ready for his dinner time.  The next day he asked for one and I had to tell him that Nonni had come over and we had eaten them all.  Apparently the blame lies with Nonni in his mind...)

"Miss Carmen, did you ever see a thing?" Miss Carmen is our swim instructor, and Duke has quite a crush on her. While he used to encourage his sister on during lessons, his cheers now consist of "Good job teaching her Miss Carmen" and "You're doing good Miss Carmen." I have to think she appreciates this; anyone who's ever seen an ISR swim lesson knows that the kids do nothing but scream for 10 solid minutes (and some from the time they turn down her street.) I have confirmed with her that Duke is the only person, ever, who has cheered for her during a lesson. (She did say she’ll get calls from parents whose kids have fallen in and not drowned thanking her, but after the fact.)  She's quite the catch for a boy like Duke; having two little boys of her own, she knows a lot about dinosaurs, lizards and fishing.  She also scuba dives.
It seems that he likes the older, dark-haired ladies. He also has a thing for Miss Amber, his sitter. He did slip up though; yesterday when she was over he called her Miss Car-mber. Oops. Gonna have to get a little better at that before you can juggle multiple women!