Feb 26, 2014: Guest post from Aunt Piggy

Aunt Piggy is my BFF.  She was the one who was 

On Valentine's Day, Ella and I had lunch together, and she asked me if I know who Jackie Robinson is. I said I do, which somehow segued into talk about meeting the president when you do something special, and US presidents past and future, and disrespecting people because of the color of their skin...

Me: "Where did you learn all this, Ella?"
E: "It's Black History Month." [Like, duh, Piggy.]
Me: "That's right... So how do you feel about that? About people being disrespected because of the color of their skin?"
E: "It's garbage."

Ella is eight. And amazing.

Feb 24, 2014: homework

She had to write some thing based on this prompt: "you crawl under your bed and find a first sized nugget of gold..."

February 14, 2014: Valentine's Note

Dear R, a photo by keelamonster on Flickr.

So, obviously we recently had Valentine's Day. And E is at the stage where she likes to write notes at school.
So the other day I found this note in her bag (she hadn't given it to R yet). We hear about R a lot. She told me once that, "I'm sure people wouldn't say that he's the smartest guy in our class, but he's very nice."
Anyway, here's her Valentine note to him.
I feel like it's early for this sort of thing? Isn't it too early for this sort of thing?

Feb 11, 2014: Texting

So, we're watching Veronica Mars on our snow day.  On this particular episode, Veronica asks her dad to help her friend give a urine sample for a drug test.  Her dad asks why she can't "talk on the phone and paint your nails, like normal girls."
E hears this, looks at me knowingly and says, "by talk on the phone, he means text."
Oh the times, how they've changed.

Feb 11, 2014: Love yourself

valentines, a photo by keelamonster on Flickr.

So, it's Valentine's week. E LOVES Valentine's day.
At school the kids could buy candy grams for 50 cents a piece. it's mostly a heart with a wee sucker attached to it.
So E decided to get a few for her Valentines.
She came home today with 3 of them.

E: here's your candygram, mama!
Me: thanks!
E: and one for me!
Me: for you?!
E: Well, you gotta love yourself, you know!

(the third one was for her daddy)

Feb 6, 2014: feed me

Tonight, we had snacks after I got home from work: a grilled cheese sandwich with fried egg bonus.
Now, three hours later, E is complaining about being hungry.  My theory is that she knows bed time is drawing nigh.

E: I'm hungry.  I've been in the bath.  All I've had for supper is moisture!

Oh, the humanity, she'll waste away to practically nothing.