Five-year-old boy: Daddy, why is Mommy crying?
Unemotional father: Son, your mother is crying because you are an asshole.
–1 train
Posted for the title mostly.
Five-year-old boy: Daddy, why is Mommy crying?
Unemotional father: Son, your mother is crying because you are an asshole.
–1 train
Posted for the title mostly.
From McSweeney’s Internet Tendency. Here’s the first one:
Dear Editor:
I read with particular delight your April feature on monkeys, a topic for which I must confess I have an inexhaustible enthusiasm. The story’s illustrations were both whimsical and touching. (I especially enjoyed one monkey’s difficulty with a party hat!) Please keep the monkey stories coming!
Mackenzie Stephenson
Age 18 months
Toledo, Ohio
Mother: Honey, save the cookies for later.
Little girl: You’re so mean! I’m gonna sell you on eBay!
–6 train, 59th St
Overheard by: effie
Over at the Duke City Fix a guest blogger reports (with photos) on the birth Friday of a baby giraffe at the Rio Grande Zoo.
Once upon a time, a female giraffe at the Zoo took an interest in Kiley, one of The Sweeties. Perhaps it’s the same mama giraffe. Here’s the story.
Some of The Sweeties™ had a particularly busy weekend. Six-year-old Mack played his last flag football game of the season — looks like a little offensive and defensive holding going on there boys. Meanwhile one-year-old Reid has the ball.
Then, Saturday evening and Sunday, brothers Mack, Aidan and Reid visited the City of Brotherly Love where they were recruited into the Continental Army (note that the boys already have their tats). Later three-year-old Aidan replaced Alexander Hamilton on the $10 — with a much friendlier look than the first Secretary of the Treasury.
Click any of the images for a larger version.
Here’s some of the details as reported by Jill, mother of the brothers, and official oldest daughter of NewMexiKen:
We got to our seats [at Citizens Bank Park] just as Barry Bonds came up to bat in the first inning. I’d been worrying, ever since I made these plans, that he would take the night off when we came all that way to see him. So I was immensely relieved that he played, and that it didn’t rain. (The other game we considered was Sunday afternoon, and he sat that game out, so…whew.) It was a fun game, the Phillies won, and we saw Bonds hit a massive double, a single, and score. Just as fun, we saw him strike out with a runner in scoring position in the ninth, and drop a routine fly ball. The crowd went crazy heckling him, and Mack of course was immediately into that.
Mack was enraptured by the game and made close friends with the strangers sitting next to him. Aidan was more interested in lemonade, pretzels, and eating ice cream from a tiny helmet. …
On Saturday we toured the historic area for about six hours. The kids weren’t too impressed by the Liberty Bell. But they liked Independence Hall. Mack tried to answer all of the tour guide’s questions, and Aidan just wanted to know if Lincoln ever came here. Once he found out that Lincoln did in fact make a historic visit, he was happy.
We walked through some of the other historic streets and buildings, and then the boys were recruited into the Continental Army for about half an hour. They got pretty good with their muskets, but Mack got a bit nervous when the Captain marched them off and told them to wave goodbye to their parents, because they wouldn’t be back for at least six months.
Across the board, parents were more likely to report insufficient sleep than adults without children. And moms mentioned insufficient sleep more often than dads.
Who knew?
Jill reports:
Aidan “graduated” from his first year of preschool; the three-year-olds classes did a show based on various nursery rhymes. Aidan rocked the part of “one of the kings” in the “Humpty Dumpty” vignette. One kid dressed all in white came out and fell onto the stage. All of the kings came and reached down to touch him and pantomime trying to “put him back together again.” Then all the kings stopped. Well, all but one, who continued grappling with the Humpty until the teacher had to forcibly remove him. I later said to Aidan, “You were just sure you could fix him, weren’t you?” He replied, “Everyone else stopped so soon!”
Then the three classes stood in positions around the stage to sing a lengthy A-B-C song. 44 kids stood still, hands at sides, and sang. One kid, stage left, danced around, doing high kicks, clapping his hands, and wildly boogieing down the entire song.
(We have the kid who just gots to boogie, and that is who he is, and that is what we’re going to let him be.)
Then in the afternoon it was time for the special production of E-I-E-I-Oops!, presented by the after-school drama class. Mack did a great job as The Farmer in the Dell, enunciated his lines beautifully, and even managed to say the words “this bovine disaster” so they could be understood.
Total minutes of actual performance, both plays combined: about 27 minutes.
Total after-play cookies consumed by the three kids [including 14-month-old Reid]: about 27 cookies.
If you aren’t moved, then you too qualify to be Attorney General of the U.S. (i.e., unfeeling enough to go into a hospital room at night and attempt to twist the arm of a critically sick individual).
Thanks to Veronica for the tip. (Me too, V.)
Inmate Faten Ibrahim was unlikely to escape. She lived at a compound built as a prison for Texas’ worst criminals, within a perimeter of razor wire. Her eight-by-eight-foot cell offered only a thin sliver of window, her toilet in an open corner left no cover for stashing break-out tools, and, at any rate, cracking the cell’s thick steel door at night would have tripped an alarm. She certainly wasn’t going to try bolting, especially since Faten, who lived in the cell with her mother for three months, is five years old.
Read more Detention Center Blues.
The article is from February. Here’s an update: Jailing Toddlers in Texas.
Top 10 Names for 2006 from the Social Security Administration.
1 Jacob/Emily
2 Michael/Emma
3 Joshua/Madison
4 Ethan/Isabella
5 Matthew/Ava
6 Daniel/Abigail
7 Christopher/Olivia
8 Andrew/Hannah
9 Anthony/Sophia
10 William/Samantha
Madison? Ava?
An amusing, but sensitive kid story from Bitch Ph.D..
NewMexiKen is really a sucker for amusing and sensitive.
Three-year-old Sofie is back from her first visit to Disneyland and six spins on the Mad Hatter’s Tea Party ride (which we always call the Tea Cups) and back-to-back trips through It’s a Small World.
Home last night for dinner she said, “Disneyland is the happiest place on earth.”
The other three-year-old Sweetie was more relaxed about the whole thing when he last visited Walt Disney World. After running from attraction to attraction he was ready to call it a day. Asked by his brother and dad that evening if he wanted to go with them to play video games, Aidan responded with, “No, I’m good.”
Nora probably isn’t the first college girl to attend a prom, but I’m thinking she might be the first one to get there by motor scooter. She drove. See photo!
Fun.
Prostitot #1: You know what I am totally afraid of? That I’ll say something dumb or mean in school, somebody will hear it then post it on their MySpace, and then, like, everyone will read it and think I’m dumb or something.
Prostitot #2: Oh, that is, like, easy to fix. All you do is put up a lot of pictures of you in, like, a bikini or your underwear or something, and then, like, everyone will be on your side if anybody says they heard you say something dumb or whatever. They’ll totally bash whoever made the nasty post about you saying they are jealous or some shit.
Prostitot #1: Wow, really?
Prostitot #2: Oh, yeah. Remember last semester when I got into that fight with Jaimie and she, like, posted the whole thing?
Prostitot #1: Yeah.
Prostitot #2: Well, the next day I put up that picture of me in the wet shirt. Everyone totally went after Jaimie saying she was just all jealous I had more friends on my page.
Prostitot #1: I am so going home now and putting up pictures of me in my underwear!
–F train
NewMexiKen had never seen or heard the word “prostitot” before. What a great, if sad, word.
Veronica, official daughter-in-law of NewMexiKen, reports on some three-year-old wisdom.
I was making coffee early this morning, and Sofie was quietly playing with some toys in the next room. All of a sudden, I hear her laugh really hard. I go over there but it’s totally unclear what is so funny. So I say, “Sofie, what are you laughing at?” And Sofie says, “Nothing mama. Sometimes you just have to laugh.”
That’s Mack, official oldest grandson of NewMexiKen, heading for daylight on his first ever carry — 40 yards before being tripped up.
This photo will be worth a lot of money when he’s in the NFL in about 16 years.
For the record, Mack scored three goals Saturday in futbol. This is him Sunday playing American flag football. He’s six.
[Note: Other kids faces purposefully obscured to protect their privacy.]
Meanwhile, Kiley, official oldest granddaughter of NewMexiKen, scored four goals in her team’s soccer game Saturday. Even though they play without a goalkeeper at age 4, that’s impressive. And a lot better than this.
A stray kitten wanders up to a little girl who bends down to pet it.
Mom: Come on, sweetie, it’s time to cross the street.
Little girl, dismayed: But I’m petting the kitty.
Mom: Honey, we need to go. Say bye-bye, now.
Little girl: Goddammit, mommy, I’m petting the kitty!
–17th & 6th
They forgot Cheerios — and Goldfish.
Thanks to Veronica for the link.
You’ve seen the Will Ferrell video, right? Here’s more from Pearl.
How old are you, Pearl?
I 2 years old. But when I wear my Dora shirt I look one-and-a-half.
What are some of your favorite things to do when you not hassling people for the rent?
I like to put my hands in the fountain. I watch Wonderpets. I like to buy old houses and flip them for a profit so I can buy boxes of Gallo wine.
Are you always so angry?Will Ferrell no pay rent. I want my money. That’s why I mad.
Students who took part in sexual abstinence programs were just as likely to have sex as those who did not, according to a study ordered by Congress.
Also, those who attended one of the four abstinence classes that were reviewed reported having similar numbers of sexual partners as those who did not attend the classes. And they first had sex at about the same age as other students 14.9 years, according to Mathematica Policy Research Inc.
Who knew?
Most teens know plenty about the dangers of risk-taking behaviors like drinking, smoking, and taking drugs, but they are hardwired to ignore what they have learned.
That is the conclusion from a new analysis of emerging research on adolescent brain development from Temple University professor of psychology Laurence Steinberg, PhD.
Teenagers seek out risk-taking behaviors, the research suggests, because the brain systems involved in decision-making mature at different times.
Who knew?
Many elementary school students report being bullied by their peers and bullying other children, a new study shows.
The study included 270 children in grades 3-6 at two schools in California and one school in Arizona.
Who knew?
Jill, official older daughter of NewMexiKen, reports:
In other news, Mack has a crush on a girl…in his drama class. He decided not to tell her about his feelings, because she might not like him back and he might get embarrassed. But he already asked me if he can wear his new “cool jeans” next Thursday. She lines up next to him during the kick line they perform to “Ham it Up” and he told me “I get to put my arm around her back” and giggled. Little operator.
Mack, just six, is, of course, unaware, that this will be the pattern, more or less, for his next 75 years.