....Utterances From My Two Kids Named E.So, yesterday our oldest daughter, Bigger E., asked me which of the following I liked better, because she has to tell the 'Pun of the Day' in English class today:
'What do you call a melon that can't get married?'
......A Can't Elope.
.....or
Where is graphite made?
......In Pencil Vania.
I chose the latter, but either way I know she'll do a good job because E. is the real actress in the family.
Did I mention that E. is thirteen?
Which brings up something else that E. mentioned yesterday, and that is the fact that her 13th year seems like it has been the longest of all the ones she's had so far.
At first I didn't get it.
But now that I've thought about it for a bit, and mentally flipped through all the things she's done and gone through in the almost year she's been 13, I think I do understand because, Wow!, life sure changes for a kid that age.
Which is both exciting and kind of melancholy-inducing at the same time, especially when you realize that she can never really go back again.
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A few minutes later, we were sitting around the Christmas tree reading 'Scooby Doo et Les Fantomes' while listening to a Louis Armstrong Christmas album when our younger daughter, littler e., suddenly stopped reading, looked up, and said:
'That's what I want to do.'
'What?', I asked, puzzled, thinking perhaps that e. actually wanted to become a french immersion version of Casey Kasem playing Shaggy in Summerstock in the Laurentians.
'Play the piano,' she said.
'But you already play the piano,' I replied (e. is taking piano lessons right now).
'But I wanna play the piano like that, ' she said.
'Like what?' I asked.
'Like that,' she said, pointing emphatically to the CD player.
We were listening to a really funky duet of Armstrong and Velma Middleton doing a live version of 'Baby It's Cold Outside', and in the background of the track you could just barely hear some deep-freeze cool tinkling of the ivories.
Did I mention that e. is only seven?
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