Jack’s 3rd book review – The Berenstain Bears Get in a Fight

Jack loves this book. I always hear him cracking up when he reads it on his own. I’ve read it to him a number of times in the last year or so. It’s pretty long for a Berenstain book, and keeps Jack pretty interested, though he finishes it in about 5 minutes or so.

me: Wow you really like this book, don’t you.

Jack: (cracking up) This is HILARIOUS! Look, the Mom gets so upset she whistles with her fingers and her eyes cross! Ha ha ha!

me: Is that your favorite part?

Jack: I think the best part is when the neighbors didn’t know which was worse (he reads from the book) “the big storm or the racket coming from the bears’ house.” Ha ha haaaaa!

me: Do you think other kids would like this book?

Jack: Of course! Didn’t you hear me say it was funny? Kids love funny books. But there are a few bad words in here.

me: No!

Jack: Can I tell you them?

me: Okay, just this once.

Jack: They say “shut up” (he looks over at me quickly) and then they say “dopey”. Is that REAL bad??

me: It’s not nice, but I’ve heard worse.

Jack: Like what??

me: Never mind.

Jack: If I had a sister I wouldn’t fight. I’m a very good sharer.

me: Does this book teach any lessons?

Jack: Yeah, you shouldn’t fight. But if you do, you should say sorry.

me: Good lesson. That goes for everyone, not just brothers and sisters. (I look at him pointedly, remembering his fight with me earlier)

Jack: I know I know, I said I’m sorry.

me: Okay. Thanks. How come you didn’t want me to read this book to you?

Jack: Because I can read it by myself much faster. You take too long.

me: Oh.

Jack: But anyone that reads this book should turn it over and buy all the other books they show on the back.

me: Good marketing.

Jack: I know.


Bikes, Basil, Books, Cavities, Clouds and a CONTEST!!

Today was a hectic day to say the least. Get Jack to the dentist by 8:20. Get to work. Then actually work. Then pick Jack up at camp. Rush to the library to renew books that apparently still had a week left on them. Really? Then why did the stamp say July 15th…Huh??? Then race home to start dinner, feed the cats, do the dishes, and…oh wait, today wasn’t especially hectic. This is MY LIFE! Heh heh, guess I can’t complain after all. But it felt more crazy for some reason. Ya know?? Just because.

So I have a few things to write about, and you will read them and THEN you will participate in what appears to be my first ever contest! My new friend over at Twinisms gave me the idea when I saw her little Seinfeld quote contest yesterday. Check down at the bottom of this post for said contest. I feel lots of general ramblings coming out and I’ve got to go with it.

The dentist appointment went pretty smoothly DESPITE the fact that it was an actual cavity-filling event. Luckily one of my big clients is a dental manufacturer and I knew all the terminology.

Dentist: Then we’ll put a band…


Dentist: Uh, yeah, a matrix band around the tooth so that the filling won’t bond his teeth together.


Dentist: (gives me a withering look) Jack it WON’T bond your teeth together it’s okay.

me: Do you need to light cure it?

Jack: WHAT??

Dentist: Uh…yeah we wait for two beeps and then the tooth filling will be hard.

me: (inside I AM a dentist!) Look Jack, dip, swab, toss! Now you’re numb!

Jack: Stoppit.

me: (sulking)

The very first (and better be the last) filling!

Okay, so THAT happened. Jack cried a bit, but was very brave and when he was done he gave a wave of his hand and said “Eh, it was nothing.” What a champ.

ANYway, I found these pictures of Jack…one recent and one from 2008, when he was 3. So funny! I’m sticking them in here because it’s random night.

Jack and his "Thomas" bike - age 3
Jack and his "Red Falcon" bike - age 6

Jack: I look way cooler now.

me: You were cool back then too, with your little shades… 🙂

Jack: Who’s the random weird guy on my shirt?

Uhh, OH, so THEN I was driving home today and I saw Cape Cod in the clouds. I miss Cape Cod. Really I do. And it came to me in a vision. Dontcha see it? Dontcha??

Cape Cloud, MA. But in CT.


And now for the contest. I really need help with this. Or, wait, I DID need help, but I’ve figured it out and that’s why I wanted to do a contest. No I haven’t had caffeine. Sheesh. I’m just typing fast. But you can’t tell that, can you. Well read faster and you’ll get the feeling of my mood. Hectic I tell you! I recently picked some basil on my deck and put it in a little vase. Here, see? Oh and that’s an onion flower or something with it.

Basil. And Onion. Like I said in the post.

Now, every day when I come home I find little tiny black seeds underneath the vase on my counter. Cute little basil seeds. But I can’t ever find where they’re coming from. Are they onion seeds? Are they dirt? Are they mold? I was stumped. Here’s a photo of THAT:

Tiny little somethings that live under my basil vase.

The little somethings don’t move, so they’re not alive. But let me know what you think they are and we’ll just see if you’re right! There’s no prize. Sorry, I’m not all advanced like that. I wish! But you’ll get the satisfaction of knowing you’re smarter than everyone else. Go Google basil or seeds or onions or whatever you kids do these days on your new-fangled iPads. 🙂 Good luck!

Jack: I can’t believe all those little dots come from that one little plant. Do you know why it’s doing that?

me: I do! (I whisper to him, so you guys don’t hear me)

Jack: Ha ha! That’s funny. I want a basil plant now.

me: I don’t think all basil plants do this. Maybe just some of them.

So that was my little hint…and I think that was all I had to say. (pant pant)