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October 08, 2006

Gobble Gobble

eliza at camp

It's canadian thanksgiving this weekend, because we like to do everything a little differently.

This year we are not eating our own turkey. We're not even having turkey, just a small roast chicken with my four lovely children and my beautiful husband.

I have so many things to be thankful for this year. Mostly, i am thankful for effexor. The rain has started in earnest. We might get a little bit of snow at some point, but from now till may it's pretty much rain and days that never get fully light. I am also thankful that my children are all healthy, and i, for the most part have been a good mother to them.

Last night at dinner eliza looked at me with her big brown eyes wide open shaking her head earnestly;

"mom, you know what carter says all the time in kindergarten? Fucking."

Tristan and toby's jaws nearly hit the floor.

Still shaking her head earnestly, with no trace of a smirk "he does. really."

I am so thankful for those big brown eyes, the innocence of youth and the word fucking coming out of the sweetest five year old girl in the world.


Posted by Jess at 01:04 PM Permalink

Comments (16)

That's all pretty fucking good...

hugs to you on your thanksgiving.

Happy thanksgiving. That photo is wonderful, I can almost see her shaking her head and telling her story.

Well, that will just bring dinner table conversation to a halt.

I am also glad to read that you think the effxor is helping. Hope the brain zaps are getting better. They can be rather weird.

Happy Canadian Fanxgiving, babe.

That's fucking wonderful. I'm so glad you're feeling better!

That's too funny. No better place for such an announcement than at the Thanksgiving dinner table. Happy Thanksgiving!

You know, I find she's the one who looks least like you and most like Shane. Usually. I can totally see you there.

Happy belated Thanksgiving! Sounds like a wonderful family dinner...with a few giggles thrown in for good measure.

LB

What is it about holidays that makes little kids swear? I have a friend who tells a good story about her 6 yr old calling his Grandma a MotherFucker on Christmas Day.

Happy Thanksgiving and good for you for counting your blessings!
Isn't it funny how anything that comes out of their mouths sometimes is sweet? Even when they curse like sailors?

Jen

Those kindergarteners! Happy Thanksgiving, happy to hear you're feeling better.

xoxoxoxo

Happy late T-day. It sounds like a good time was had by all. Swearing at the dinner table - that is a fine old family tradition that happened to us, too.

yay for effexor! it brought me through some pretty tough times too.

but moreover, yay for you, and for family, and for the word FUCKING! heh.

TB

Ha! Thanks for making me smile. That was fucking awesome.

LMAO!!!
Ah yes...
I heard Adam muttering in his room about too much crap...

Dh is right, I gotta watch my potty mouth!

It is amazing how children innately know when someone says something wrong. It is like even though they are so innocent, they know something is up. It is too bad that they ever have to hear words like that - it makes you want to strangle the kid who said it around them.

Then again, it is pretty funny when a five year old says the f-word. It's like it is hard to figure out whether to be shocked or to laugh.

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