Showing posts with label Ethel. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ethel. Show all posts

Monday, December 02, 2019

Don't Look, Ethel!


Mondays are often bizarre in the sense of getting back into a weekly routine; I don't believe our family is alone in this struggle. The cherry on top of the hot mess this particular Monday morning was the following discussion with Liam.

The Resident Eighth Grader is supposed to be getting dressed for school. He actually ate his breakfast in about 10 minutes, smashing all previous records into smithereens, heh. At the moment, however, he is sitting half in Bosley's fuzzy dog bed with clothing strewn around him on the floor.

Me: Liam, get off of the dog bed. You'll be covered in hair.

Liam: We are all covered in hair. We are mammals.

Me: ...

Liam: Are fish reptiles or just fish?

Me: *thinking I need more caffeine* I think just fish.

Liam: And what are birds?

Me: Just birds. Get your clothes on.

Liam (who is clearly my child as his brain pivots and he pulls the following quote from Ray Stevens): "And who's that with him? Ethel!? Getcher clothes on!"


Thursday, April 14, 2016

"Don't look, Ethel"


Mommee, you and Daddee can both skip this post because... well, let's just leave it at that.

For the rest of you who will appreciate this juvenile highlight of your day, may I introduce the pinnacle of Stick Figure Art. The tooting Stick Person.

                        Yes. You read that right.


And yes, there you have it. A Stick Figure with a bum. Not only does he have a bum, he's passing gas and sighing in relief. Or pleasure, perhaps, judging from the smile on his face. Who can say?

I am so glad that kindergarten students are using speech bubbles as a tool in their writing. Now there is no doubt or ambiguity of any kind when one is examining Art for "what is really happening here?"

I can't believe we have yet another expert Stick Figure Artist in this family. How did we get so blessed?