Oooh la la. You’re so French

I had been practicing French with Hailey all summer. Her French accent was really bad. The mouth muscles you need when pronouncing French words are completely different than English. So to help, I said, repeat after me “faw faw, les poissons. Faw faw, les croissants”. It was really working!
Cut to the first day of kindergarten. The teachers speak only in French until grade 3. She said bonjour to everyone, and made them say back “bonjour mme francoise” which Hailey did well.
All the kids did well, until the last little girl, who said instead “faw faw!” I whispered to Hailey “See, I told you people learn to say faw faw to learn to speak French”. No they don’t! I just had made that up. And the girl only heard that so she babbled the nonsensical word to the teacher. I know the girl was just babbling, but seriously, what were the chances of her saying it?! Sure made me laugh. I just may be psychic yet. Made me a hero to Hailey for being so clairvoyant. She listens to me like I speak the truth every time now. It’s a beautiful thing.

How a library works

Hailey (5) went to the library at school for the first time. She was so excited, exclaiming, “All the books are free!”
They were told they had to promise to keep them in great shape and bring them back each Tuesday or they wouldn’t be allowed to take out another book. That night, after we read her book, I said, “Now, where should we keep it so it stays safe and we always know where to find it so we can return it on time?”

After thinking thoughtfully for a few minutes, she said very nicely, “that’s your problem.”
We both laughed really hard.
But she’ll need to help with this one. Not only to learn about caring for things and taking responsibility, but because my memory is horrible! 🙂


Cut and paste

Olivia (11) lost her voice. She wrote one word on a bunch of small papers and organized them this morning into categories (verbs, adjectives, nouns). Then separated them into baggies. She literally is cutting and pasting words to make sentences. She even had the word “help. Hasn’t had to make new words all day. She must have really thought it out. Try this if you don’t text next time you have a sore throat. Too smart and soooo old school. Love it!

Hold music

Do you hate being on hold music? Could it be because we are not in control of the style of music they are playing like we are with the music stations we choose and the music on our IPODS? We can all relate to that feeling of having to wait on hold for a long time with customer non service, but to add insult to injury (insult being “do you know who I am? Do you know how many things I need to get done right now?”and to injury “911. What’s your emergency? Hurt your hand?)
… Please hold?”, we are forced to either listen to the same elevator music song over and over, or music that is just not our taste. But what if for once we could press 1 for customer service, then 2 for rock, 3 for pop, 4 for country, 5 for classic, and 6 for Elvis (sorry, personal bias. He needs his own category). Then we could dance away and insist on staying on hold when they come back because now they have interrupted our me time and the song we were enjoying. 6 points for those of who have control over these music stations that we are listening to on hold and changing it up for us!

Heavy lifting

Am moving soon. Saw a sign that read “free” on an old tv in front of someone’s house. Me and my niece and sister tried putting it in my van. It weighed at least 500 pounds. Could barely move it, then it didn’t quite fit in the van with all my stuff already in it. And there was no way I could ever move it around my house. I was better off just buying an even bigger one that is a flat screen.
I thought for sure it would have been less painful than lifting my 350 pound friend. After all, he had handles… Love handles.