Showing posts with label boys. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boys. Show all posts

Sunday, July 25, 2010


Perhaps the only thing missing from the institute this week is the opposite sex. This year's students are all girls. No one is exactly sure why, but student Caroline Richards, 13, of Pleasant Grove has a guess.
"You picture angels playing [the harp]," Richards said, "and boys don't want to look like angels."

From article "Harp institute draws students from across county," by Lisa Schencker, Salt Lake Tribune, July 15, 2010.

Monday, April 19, 2010


"[Easter] is about eggs and candy...and Jesus!" Anna exclaimed jubilantly as we went down to the basement to gather the Easter baskets.

Peter, looking at the book Runaway Ralph, mentioned, "THAT is CREEPY!" Anna responded eagerly, "Can I see?"

Peter, after school: "I got stuck in the eye with the point of a pencil. It really hurt, but I didn't cry."
Liz: "That was really courageous."
Peter: "You know how Nate is tough? I wanted to be like him."

Peter had inside recess yesterday. I asked him what he did during inside recess. "I played with James. I did what I love: played with snakes. Then we did what I hate: played withgirls!"

One of our children was upset over not having been able to watch the movie we were planning on. In discussing it with Lane, she said, "You just don't understand. When you're a dad, life is so easy for you! Life has been SO hard!" When Lane asked her what had been so hard, she said, "Yesterday, I was at [my friend's] house all day!"

There was a bowl of Rice Chex waiting for Anna on the counter when she woke up late today. Nearly in tears, she adamantly asserted, "But Dad promised I could have itmeal [oatmeal] for breakfast in the morning!" I wondered if she is the only child in history, next to Oliver Twist, to have wanted oatmeal for breakfast?

"What color are Sleeping Beauty's shoes?" Anna asked while coloring a picture of her. "I don't know," I replied. "Haven't you seen the movie?!" she demanded incredulously.

Looking at the cover art for the Sound of Music CD, Anna remarked, "She jumped in her high heels!"

"Mom! Hold onto the iron rod!" Anna said to me as she extended a part of her blanket to me when we headed upstairs.