Monday, August 29, 2005


"So Horton sat on the egg, and he sat and he sat and he sat," I read to them before tucking them in for the night. "And when the hunters put him in the cage to take him to the circus, it made Horton very unhappy." "Do you know what unhappy means?" [blank stares]

"Well..." I begin. "Mama?" "Yes, son?" "What is un?" "That's a really great question, Bubba. Un means not. So, if someone is not happy, then they're..."

"In timeout," says Saia.

Well, yes, there is that.

Happy Birthday, Aunt Elise!
Happy Belated Birthday, Cousin Lisa!

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