The First, from the backseat of the van: "YUCK! What is that SMELL? That smells like PEE!"
The Maker, front seat: "Oh, that's just my chapstick."
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the Maker's collection
How this began
This is the third in a series of our children's journals, which we began for them when they were too little to do it themselves. In small, spiral-bound books we collected interesting or funny things the boys said, lists of treasures, first words, and simple milestones on the journey of their lives. Our youngest boy, the Maker, is the subject of this collection. His older brothers, the First and Ice, will appear here from time to time as well.
The way it works
These posts are entered in reverse order. Once they are all posted, the earliest entries will be at the top of the page so that the book reads chronologically. The title of this blog was inspired by a pronouncement the Maker once made when the family sat down to dinner (which must have included grapes): "Now we are together with grapes," he told us. And we were.
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- well that's a relief!
- captain...butterfly?
- better remember that for when you need it
- your favorite (pc) treat
- because big people seem to prefer it
- of course it does
- who named it to start with, anyway?
- because it needs to be done
- thus history is made
- update
- but never wilbur
- but you should see the other guy
- after measuring his height on Dad, where he comes ...
- I'll take "useful items under $2, alex"
- tell me another
- high in healthy fish oils
- trees are friendly
- what the Maker says to monsters that come in his r...
- just two guys passin the time
- always keep the receipts
- yellow duck shaped Peep cake with singing candle
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1 comment:
i came across "the first's" journal and was happy to find two more. just wanted to let you know i thouroughly enjoyed reading all the entries. a nice way to start my day... with a smile.
i wish i had done something like this with my kids. i'm sure these are words and times that you will always treasure.
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