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On the new guy's T-shirt, last night at my book group:
"English doesn't borrow from other languages. English follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over, and goes through their pockets for loose grammar."
Heh. Angus was invited to two birthday parties recently, and last night was the first one he'd ever been to. Nathan's parent's are both doctors, and had the party at Chuck E. Cheese's. Apparently, his entire kindergarten class, his T-ball team and his soccer team came. There were three tables full of kids, two tables full of adults, with pizza, chicken wings, and fried cheese for all. Yikes. If we ever invited that many people, I'm afraid it would have been a potluck picnic at the park. But Angus had fun. John says he's a bit confused as to the school's opinion of his socialization, because he appears to be quite the popular kid. That's a set of it's own problems.
Meanwhile, John had dropped Avalon, Gareth and I off at B&N, since I had a book group meeting at 7:00. We walked across the street to Arby's to get something to eat first, but Avalon was more interested in climbing around on the outdoor tables and Gareth too busy talking for either of them to eat, of course (I just found a bag of all the leftover french fries in my backpack and pitched them in the trash). Then back across the busy street to the bookstore, where they got to play with the trains in the children's section before the meeting.
We read Phule's Company by Robert Asprin. I enjoyed it more than Starship Troopers as it's not nearly as serious, and I liked Asprin's Myth series, (Myth Adventures, Another Fine Myth, etc.). However, I kept waiting for something to happen other than Phule's organizing and getting to know his troops. Maybe in the next book.
I let them pick out a book to read - Gareth picked one about a fire truck, and Avalon picked a "block" book of baby animals. It amused her for about 5 minutes, as the book conversation meandered back and forth from book to movies to next month's selection (which consisted of mostly we-have- to-pick-a-book-that's-in-print-or-the-store-gets-upset-but-we-won't-tell-if-you-get-it-at-a-used-bookstore for the new guys). Then she switched to drawing in one of my blank books for a little while, then the book, then something with Bear-Bear, then the Mommy-pick-me-up-but-I'm-going-to-squiggle-immediately-to-be-put-down game. But when she started the let's-run-around-the-bookcase-and-squeal-loudly game, I figured it was time to go, although everyone else told me they thought it was cute, and both of them were very well behaved. I'm sure someone else didn't think it was cute at all, but didn't say anything. We went back to the kid's section where Gareth played with the trains and I attempted to keep Avalon from pulling all the books off the shelves, until John came to pick us up.
Phew! I'm thinking running marathons might be good training for this.
"English doesn't borrow from other languages. English follows other languages down dark alleys, knocks them over, and goes through their pockets for loose grammar."
Heh. Angus was invited to two birthday parties recently, and last night was the first one he'd ever been to. Nathan's parent's are both doctors, and had the party at Chuck E. Cheese's. Apparently, his entire kindergarten class, his T-ball team and his soccer team came. There were three tables full of kids, two tables full of adults, with pizza, chicken wings, and fried cheese for all. Yikes. If we ever invited that many people, I'm afraid it would have been a potluck picnic at the park. But Angus had fun. John says he's a bit confused as to the school's opinion of his socialization, because he appears to be quite the popular kid. That's a set of it's own problems.
Meanwhile, John had dropped Avalon, Gareth and I off at B&N, since I had a book group meeting at 7:00. We walked across the street to Arby's to get something to eat first, but Avalon was more interested in climbing around on the outdoor tables and Gareth too busy talking for either of them to eat, of course (I just found a bag of all the leftover french fries in my backpack and pitched them in the trash). Then back across the busy street to the bookstore, where they got to play with the trains in the children's section before the meeting.
We read Phule's Company by Robert Asprin. I enjoyed it more than Starship Troopers as it's not nearly as serious, and I liked Asprin's Myth series, (Myth Adventures, Another Fine Myth, etc.). However, I kept waiting for something to happen other than Phule's organizing and getting to know his troops. Maybe in the next book.
I let them pick out a book to read - Gareth picked one about a fire truck, and Avalon picked a "block" book of baby animals. It amused her for about 5 minutes, as the book conversation meandered back and forth from book to movies to next month's selection (which consisted of mostly we-have- to-pick-a-book-that's-in-print-or-the-store-gets-upset-but-we-won't-tell-if-you-get-it-at-a-used-bookstore for the new guys). Then she switched to drawing in one of my blank books for a little while, then the book, then something with Bear-Bear, then the Mommy-pick-me-up-but-I'm-going-to-squiggle-immediately-to-be-put-down game. But when she started the let's-run-around-the-bookcase-and-squeal-loudly game, I figured it was time to go, although everyone else told me they thought it was cute, and both of them were very well behaved. I'm sure someone else didn't think it was cute at all, but didn't say anything. We went back to the kid's section where Gareth played with the trains and I attempted to keep Avalon from pulling all the books off the shelves, until John came to pick us up.
Phew! I'm thinking running marathons might be good training for this.