Evin has been preparing Kesiah for the eventual passing away of our really old and faithful canine companion and friend, Sammy Kablammy. Evin has explained to Kesiah that Sammy will be with Hashem soon and he will not return. Expertly weaving it to the analogy of watching a released balloon float away until it is out of view, Evin explained that we know it's still there but we can not see it and it is not coming back. Kesiah completely jives with this. Anyway, she woke up this morning and asked...
Kesiah: When Sammy is with Hashem, can we buy a moth as a pet?
Friday, October 9, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
More Dinner Time Funnies
Tonight at dinner, Kesiah said...
Kesiah: Mommy, may I have a drink?
Mom: Yes, you can have some water.
Kesiah: Phooey... I really wanted juice.
Then at dessert time...
Kesiah: Daddy, it's like I'm eating a not cold popsicle.
She was eating a banana.
Kesiah: Mommy, may I have a drink?
Mom: Yes, you can have some water.
Kesiah: Phooey... I really wanted juice.
Then at dessert time...
Kesiah: Daddy, it's like I'm eating a not cold popsicle.
She was eating a banana.
Saturday, June 6, 2009
PreSchool Effects
Since Kesiah started preschool, she has developed an ear drum shattering, glass breaking, make you tense every muscle in your body building up so much pressure that when you relax you'll find your eye sockets empty, high pitch scream and she discovered her love for dirt. To add to all this, she said this morning during breakfast....
Kesiah: I'm pretending to eat dirt out of my shoe.
Kesiah: I'm pretending to eat dirt out of my shoe.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
The Power of Music
First, unemployment does a number on one's self esteem. Second, be warned that this update is not about Kesiah. In between looking for employment, updating my skills, and being a husband/father, I still have time on my hands. Due to Album 88 (awarding winning college radio from Georgia State), I've found a new love for soul music. On one of my "soul searches" I came across a soul-inspired album from one of my favorite bands during the early 90's, the Charlatans UK. One song moves me in such a way (especially during this difficult time) that I find the need to share, even though Evin dislikes the vocalist's styling on this song. I've posted the lyrics, as I hear them, so you can see why I find it so moving. I hope you enjoy it (link to the song at the bottom):
A Man Needs to be Told by The Charlatans
A man needs to be told there is a world going on
There is a world going on
There is a world going on
A man needs to be told to look into the light
Or he can get lost in the day
Or he can get lost in the night
A man needs to be told...
A young boy once told me I'd be an old man and I am only 15
It wasn't part of the plan
It wasn't part of the dream
Ever wonder how much the man who wrote White Christmas made?
How evolution began
How revolution was fake
A man needs to be told...
A man needs to be told there is a war going on
There is a war going on
There is a war going on
Every man needs to be told there is a truth in his eye
There's a rest in the dawn
There's a point in his life
And a man needs to be told...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMr-r8p2dNY
A Man Needs to be Told by The Charlatans
A man needs to be told there is a world going on
There is a world going on
There is a world going on
A man needs to be told to look into the light
Or he can get lost in the day
Or he can get lost in the night
A man needs to be told...
A young boy once told me I'd be an old man and I am only 15
It wasn't part of the plan
It wasn't part of the dream
Ever wonder how much the man who wrote White Christmas made?
How evolution began
How revolution was fake
A man needs to be told...
A man needs to be told there is a war going on
There is a war going on
There is a war going on
Every man needs to be told there is a truth in his eye
There's a rest in the dawn
There's a point in his life
And a man needs to be told...
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMr-r8p2dNY
Tuesday, April 28, 2009
Bad Horse
Please keep in mind that Kesiah has not seen "Dr. Horrible's Sing-a-Long Blog"...
Kesiah: How does Bad Horse hold a pencil?
Dad: He probably typed it on a big typewriter.
Kesiah: But he signed it. How does he draw his name?
For the uninitiated, click on this: http://www.drhorrible.com/
After hearing the songs on an NPR interview with Joss Whedon, Kesiah has repeatedly asked me to sing "Freeze Ray" and "Bad Horse (Letter)".
Kesiah: How does Bad Horse hold a pencil?
Dad: He probably typed it on a big typewriter.
Kesiah: But he signed it. How does he draw his name?
For the uninitiated, click on this: http://www.drhorrible.com/
After hearing the songs on an NPR interview with Joss Whedon, Kesiah has repeatedly asked me to sing "Freeze Ray" and "Bad Horse (Letter)".
Monday, April 27, 2009
In Frankie's Memory... Thank You Mr. Manning!
Today, Frankie Manning passed away. His influence has directly touched Evin's and my life forever. Thanks to Tia Bela, he has touched Kesiah's life as well. Tia Bela bought "Happy Feet" for Kesiah. This is a cute children's book about the Savoy Ballroom, in which Frankie "Muscle Head" Manning is mentioned.
Mom: Noah, Frankie is in the hospital.
Dad: Oh no...
Kesiah: Is he sick?
Mom: Well, Frankie is very old just like Sammy.
Kesiah: Who is Frankie?
Mom: That's Muscle Head.
Kesiah: Like the book?
Mom: Yes. Did you know that mommy danced with Frankie once?
Kesiah's jaw hit the floor with thud. She was speechless but pleasantly surprised.
Dad: He yelled at me once.
Kesiah: Why?
Dad: I'll tell you about it when you're older.
Mom: Noah, Frankie is in the hospital.
Dad: Oh no...
Kesiah: Is he sick?
Mom: Well, Frankie is very old just like Sammy.
Kesiah: Who is Frankie?
Mom: That's Muscle Head.
Kesiah: Like the book?
Mom: Yes. Did you know that mommy danced with Frankie once?
Kesiah's jaw hit the floor with thud. She was speechless but pleasantly surprised.
Dad: He yelled at me once.
Kesiah: Why?
Dad: I'll tell you about it when you're older.
Sunday, April 26, 2009
Good Dog
Last night during dinner, Evin and I were talking about our old but still kicking dog. Kesiah, of course, wanted to be a part of the conversation...
Kesiah: Is Sammy a bad dog?
Mom: He's a good dog.
Kesiah: But he poops on the floor.
Dad: He's just old and sometimes poops on the floor.
Mom: Yes, he doesn't mean to do it. It just happens. He forgets sometimes.
Dad: He is still a good dog.
Kesiah: At least he says "Excuse me, I going to POOP on the FLOOR!"
Kesiah yelled the last part with much enthusiasm and with the most awesome-est facial expressions and hand gestures. We were having dinner on our screened in porch as couples were walking to the church at the end of our block to attend the "Gay Men's Choir". I can only imagine what they were thinking if the heard this and our roar of laughter after.
Kesiah: Is Sammy a bad dog?
Mom: He's a good dog.
Kesiah: But he poops on the floor.
Dad: He's just old and sometimes poops on the floor.
Mom: Yes, he doesn't mean to do it. It just happens. He forgets sometimes.
Dad: He is still a good dog.
Kesiah: At least he says "Excuse me, I going to POOP on the FLOOR!"
Kesiah yelled the last part with much enthusiasm and with the most awesome-est facial expressions and hand gestures. We were having dinner on our screened in porch as couples were walking to the church at the end of our block to attend the "Gay Men's Choir". I can only imagine what they were thinking if the heard this and our roar of laughter after.
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