Calliou News

“Zanestown”

Mommy — Thu, 06 Mar 2014 22:39:13 +0000

♫ He threw all of his toys all over the floor, ♪ ♪ He talked back to Mommy and gave her what-for, ♫ ♫ It’s hard to believe he can be such a pain, ♪ ♪ The terror of Blackfalds, the man they call… Zane! ♫

A Song for Sam

Mommy — Thu, 01 Aug 2013 23:01:10 +0000

♫ M-m-m-mommy ♪ ♪ M-m-m-make milk ♫ ♫ It’s the only drink that Sam adores ♪ ♪ When the m-moon shines ♫ ♫ Over our house ♪ ♪ Sam hopes that Mommy’s making plenty more! ♫

Hah bout…

Mommy — Tue, 16 Jul 2013 18:53:16 +0000

Zane: “I want… doughnut wif my bownie.”

Me: “Um no, you don’t need doughnut AND brownie.”

Zane: “Hah bout… bownie wif my doughnut?”

Me (laughing): “No, you don’t need brownie and doughnut at the same time.”

At this point Zane finishes his doughnut which takes about 10 minutes since he has to wipe his mouth and the table after every bite, and brownies seem to be forgotten. But when the doughnut has disappeared…

Zane: “Hah bout… bownie wif my mohk?”

Me: “No, just drink your milk by itself.”

Zane: “Hah bout… bownie wif my water?”

Me: “You aren’t having a brownie at all, you just had a doughnut. Maybe later after your nap you can have a brownie.”

At this point the conversation degenerated into whining, so hah bout… we leave off there.

A Folk Tale About Worlds

Mommy — Tue, 16 Jul 2013 04:15:58 +0000

A traveler came upon an old farmer hoeing in his field beside the road. Eager to rest his feet, the wanderer hailed the countryman, who seemed happy enough to straighten his back and talk for a moment. “What sort of people live in the next town?” asked the stranger.

“What were the people like where you’ve come from?” replied the farmer, answering the question with another question.

“They were a bad lot. Troublemakers all, and lazy too. The most selfish people in the world, and not a one of them to be trusted. I’m happy to be leaving the scoundrels.”

“Is that so?” replied the old farmer. “Well, I’m afraid that you’ll find the same sort in the next town.”

Disappointed, the traveler trudged on his way, and the farmer returned to his work.

Some time later another stranger, coming from the same direction, hailed the farmer, and they stopped to talk. “What sort of people live in the next town?” he asked.

“What were the people like where you’ve come from?” replied the farmer once again.

“They were the best people in the world. Hard working, honest, and friendly. I’m sorry to be leaving them.”

“Fear not,” said the farmer. “You’ll find the same sort in the next town.”

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Where I found it: http://www.huffingtonpost.com/glennon-melton/quit-pointing-your-avocado-at-me_b_3492304.html

DADDY HACKED MOMMY’S PASSWORD

Mommy — Fri, 27 May 2011 17:58:33 +0000

I just hijacked mom’s account manimal! You’d think she would start using other passwords for things Your mommy has left out some small details about your first month that I think you should be aware of: First thing I should mention is the poo, I don’t like poo and neither did you. I questioned just how it was physically possible for you to hold that much stuff inside, and it seemed as though everytime you had a full diaper and Dad changed you, you would look up at me and smirk, just a little bit since you were still learning how to smile but I know what you were thinking. Secondly is something we had to learn but you suffered a bit for it, the current word on the street for parenting is “give your baby vitamen D drops”. This might have changed by the time you get older (as most things do), but Dad went out and bought you some shortly after you were home. Shortly after that you started puking…alot…we didn’t put the pieces together for a few days but after we took you off of the “cherry” flavored crap you felt alot better. It scared your Mom and I to see you get that sick, which brings me to my next point. You were (and still are) the best and TOUGHEST baby I know, during your first month you were sick, bonked on the head, and even scared (more startled then anything) a few times, and what did you do? You cried…for about 5 seconds, thats it. You either knew it wasn’t a big deal or you just trusted us enough already to know that we would take care of anything that hurt you. I don’t throw this word around alot, but I will say it here: Your Mom and I are truly blessed with you, we both love you so much and can’t wait to watch you grow up (But you can stay Daddy’s little boy for as long as your want)