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(no subject) [Sep. 22nd, 2008|07:57 pm]
Deedlebug

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February 27, 2008:


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(no subject) [Sep. 22nd, 2008|05:53 pm]
Deedlebug

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I have been a bad mom in forgetting to post here. I keep trying to remind myself to let Deedlebug know this is here so she can post to it herself. Anyway, here is some picture goodness (click on pictures to enlarge):

Raven's first day of fifth grade. Notice the abdundance of skulls on her clothing:




Raven's RenFest outfit:




Raven with her baby sister Lenore (who was 3 wks old):


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(no subject) [May. 30th, 2008|01:53 pm]
Deedlebug

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So. While at a friend's house last weekend Deedlebug was talking to their similarly-aged kids about the impending arrival of her new baby sister. Deedlebug said, "Yeah, I hope she's a little goth girl. I don't want a frilly-girly sister."
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(no subject) [Apr. 17th, 2008|09:40 pm]
Deedlebug

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So. Deedlebug adores zebras. They're her favorite creatures (and so are birds, and dogs, and cats, and fish. . . .). I figured she'd be interested in seeing this story about a baby zebra who fell off a truck and was hit by two cars and is now being cared for by a non-profit animal sanctuary.

She avidly read the entire story and when she was done she saw the "donate" button. She asked if she could donate some money. I said of course, if that's what she truly wanted to do.

Now, bear in mind that she's been saving money for over four years for "something big." She's never known what she wants, only that it's good to save money. She had $140.

Anyway, I asked her if she wanted to think about it and and she said no, she knew how much she wanted to donate right now.

So the awesome kid donated $50 to help the zebra get better. She said this was part of her "something big."

What an awesome kid.
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we need a miracle [Dec. 28th, 2007|12:22 pm]
Deedlebug

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So. Poor Deedlebug is having the worst day ever. She's got a stomach virus and can't stop throwing up. Worse, we discovered she accidentally threw away her favorite stuffed animal. She's had Zebra-E since she was two. It's a stuffed zebra (though I'm sure you already intuited that part). She managed to mix him up into the recycling (he was in a plastic bag from being toted between homes) and throw him away. The garbage was picked up yesterday.

So, I put on the SuperMom cape and went to work. Turns out the recycling was taken to a facility in Inver Grove Heights. I got on the phone with the plant supervisor and made my plea and it turns out that particular batch of recycling hadn't been processed yet. They put out an APB for Zebra-E with every sorter (it's recycling so it's all hand-sorted). They have a few tons of garbage to go through and estimated that Zebra-E was close to the bottom of the pile.

We've offered a reward. The chances are very slim we'd find him, admittedly. Deedlebug isn't taking this well at all.

Poor baby Bug. :(
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(no subject) [Mar. 27th, 2007|07:12 pm]
Deedlebug

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There was a car commercial on TV earlier this evening. After watching it, Deedlebug turned to me and said, "I'll always buy a new car. If you buy a used car you'll never know if someone puked in it."


Such a smart shopper.
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the future [Mar. 15th, 2007|02:18 am]
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Deedlebug has been talking about what her life would be like when she is grown up. It's fascinating to hear, really. In the car the other day she told me that when she's grown up she wants to live in the country and be an artist. She wants to either ride a horse or drive a tractor if she needs to get anywhere (I talked her out of a bicycle because riding a bike on a country road is hell on your body). A bit later she decided against the tractor because it pollutes the environment.

She said she wouldn't be married or have a boyfriend, but she'd have one child, maybe two, and they would be "well disciplined." (Yes, she said that. Well disciplined. My jaw dropped.)

I said it sounded like the perfect life and I asked if I could live there too. She thought really hard for a moment with a little smile on her face, and then she said, "You can be my neighbor, but our yards have to be two miles apart."

I laughed so hard I cried.

Doesn't she sound like she has the perfect life picked out?
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(no subject) [Mar. 10th, 2007|11:46 pm]
Deedlebug

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So. I went to the saltwater fish store today that I really hate. I went because it was down the street from the one I like and Deedlebug is having a friend sleep over and I wanted to keep them entertained, and so we went. Yeah. I fucking hate that store. I fucking hate that they let things die. They don't take any sort of good care of their corals or soft intervertebrates. It makes me angry that they let animals die of neglect. It made Deedlebug angry today too, and she decided to do something about it.

She Used The Cute. Some people use the Force. She uses The Cute. And damn, was I ever proud of her. She pointed out a dying fish in a tank and of course since her friend was with her it turned into drama times two. They got very upset that this poor fish was being bothered by the other fish as it lay dying on the bottom of the tank, and they were further upset that no one seemed to care.

Bug tracked down a clerk and he said he'd be over to help her as soon as he was done with client. Well, that wasn't good enough for her. She and her friend camped out by the tank and got VERY loud and were nearly having a death vigil for this poor fish. After a few minutes she complained to me that the guy wasn't arriving fast enough for her and I said that she should go find him again and repeat her request. She planned to ask to get the fish for free and take it home since it was clearly dying, and she'd nurse it back to health (which means I'd do the nursing, she'd do the cheering). So she FORCED herself to tear up and said, "I'm gonna Use The Cute, Mom." And sure enough, she waited in line until she got this big tattooed guy to follow her back to the tank and he said he'd take it and put it in the hospital tank. Bug lit up like a light bulb and thanked him profusely, as did her friend. Of course, by hospital tank I suspect the guy meant toilet, but hey. At least the dying fish would be out of its misery.

So I was very proud, and I told both girls so. I told them that I was very proud that they'd stand up to help a dying animal in pain, and that was very noble and compassionate and the right thing to do.

So yeah. What an awesome kid.
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(no subject) [Feb. 13th, 2007|06:44 pm]
Deedlebug

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Earlier today the Queen of Non Sequiturs made a declaration while we were driving home. Upon hearing my squeaky brakes she said, "That sounds like a bus. Do you have a bus engine in this car?" I assured her that I didn't. She thought for a moment and said, "My number one rule is that after you buy a car you always check to see if it has a bus engine." After pausing she continued, "I don't know why no one's ever thought of that before."

Ummmm, okay then.
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(no subject) [Feb. 1st, 2007|05:35 pm]
Deedlebug

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So. I just asked Deedlebug when her homework would be done this evening. There was a long pause and then she said, "Define done."

Great. Now she's arguing semantics. Teenagerdom will be so fun.
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