I yelled to Pete, who is in the next room taking a bath, that my dad (Pepa, to Pete, while my mom is Mema) said he loved Pete's handmade birthday card.
Pete's reply: "And tell him not to show Mema! Because it's only for him!"
[Pause]
"Papa! Tell him it's only for him and the cats. It's a private card for him and the cats."
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Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Saturday, August 29, 2009
Wait'll you hear how we plays War--
Pete: After dinner, we can play 52 pickup!
(beat)
Pete: When you have cards, and you drop a few of them on the floor, that's 52 pickup!
Carolyn (gently): Um, I don't think that's right.
Pete: Yes! You can drop one card, and it's 52 pickup!
Carolyn: I think that would be one pickup. See, a whole deck of cards has 52 in it, so when you drop the whole thing, you call that 52 pickup.
Pete (with pity): No.
(beat)
Pete: When you have cards, and you drop a few of them on the floor, that's 52 pickup!
Carolyn (gently): Um, I don't think that's right.
Pete: Yes! You can drop one card, and it's 52 pickup!
Carolyn: I think that would be one pickup. See, a whole deck of cards has 52 in it, so when you drop the whole thing, you call that 52 pickup.
Pete (with pity): No.
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