A game? Oh I love games! Pick me! Pick me!

This is a very exciting day because I have thought up a fun game for you to play! I'm all about the games. Playing, in all its forms, might just be my spiritual gifting. Maybe I can talk God into adding it to "the list". Doubtful, but we'll see.

Okay, so, here's how she works:
You throw out some vocabulations and in return, I will work them into my posts for the week.
How fun is that?!!
'Cause what would be more fun than playing with words?
Oh, I know!
Nothing! Hahahahaha!

Okay, so I don't really have a fancy name for it or anything like that yet. I do think I should pick a day for word offerings though. I'll come up with that later. Let's just start with today and then I'll just wing it from here.

Just for fun, I'll give you a for instance.

You might recommend a word, like, oh I don't know, agowilt, in which case I would have to grab my dictionary because I haven't the slightest what it means (but I like it anyway because I love obsolete words), and then, later in the week, because I will likely have to strain for a while, you might read a sentence that says:

The thought of using unknown words filled her at once with excitement and agowilt.

agowilt- sudden fear; sickening fear

So, we'll all learn new words in context, and I will satisfy my unswerving appetite for words! The words can be obscure, weird.... whatever. Have fun with it!

Ready set go!

Disclaimer:
Let's keep it clean, alright?
Suggestions that are not clean will be promptly deleted.
Play nice, okay? Okay. :)

It's like they're being raised by wolves.

Sugarhead to her brother: "My oatmeal... you know, that brown one? It tasted good!"

Pause. No response from Sweet Pickle.

"You wanna taste it?", she asks
(touching the corner of her mouth that hasn't yet been cleaned after breakfast).

"Lick it."

How am I ever gonna make these children into something that can be brought out into society?

Originally written 16 Mars 09

{And PS: Yes, I'm back! Hooray!}

No Restraint

Tucking Sugarhead into bed tonight for at least the 3rd time, she says,
(because she always has to say something)
"Mama, know what I want for breakfast tomorrow?"

"I don't want to talk about that right now", I say. "We'll talk about breakfast tomorrow."

"Okay." (short pause) "Toast."