The cons of having a 6 year old who reads...

Today Tim bought a book called "Speeches that changed the world", and tonight, Zoe was thumbing through the pages and came to the one pictured here...she came into our room and with a bit of excitement in her voice and said, "Mom, listen to this! I am personally going to shoot that paper-hanging sssooonoofffaaabi#@*h Hilter." Apparently, she was pleased with herself for having found a quote by General McArthur about Hitler (whom she has read about in her American Girl books) and completely oblivious of the meaning of the word that just left her mouth. Tim and I burst in to laughter as any good parent would do. And then we proceeded to do the only thing any sensible parent would do and LIED! She asked, "Why are you laughing? What's so funny?" Through my laughter and tears I told her that Tim had looked at me funny b/c I had a band-aid on my face. It was a half truth. I do have a band-aid on my face. But you and I know that is not why we were laughing...thankfully she doesn't know the word, which tells us that she hasn't heard it!

Mom, What is...?

This may be the first in a sequel I call "Mom, What is?" It will likely feature all the wonderful and unexpected questions that my kids ask. Like this one. The other night we were diving home and Zoe asked, "Mom, what is 24 plus 24 plus 24 and 2 more 24s and..." at which point I realized I was only half listening and lost track of the 24s. I asked if she wanted to know what 5 times 24 was and she said, "No. I wanted to know what seven 24s is." I did the quick math in my head and said, "It's 168 honey." She thought for a moment and said, "So, there is 168 minutes in a week?" "No, honey there are 168 HOURS in a week." I said. Then I turned to Tim and said, "WOW! 168 hours in a week!" What do we do with our 168 hours each week?? Thanks Zoe! Thanks for making me stop and think. Hoping I spend my next 168 hours wisely!