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I Speak Cat
Me: It is an ancient law written in the language of cats, “No Cats Upon The Table.” Kid A: That’s not in Cat, that’s in English. Me: Sorry. Meow meow meow meow. Kid A: Oh wow, it is in Cat! Kid B: Meow meow meow meow! Kid A:
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Me: It is an ancient law written in the language of cats, “No Cats Upon The Table.” Kid A: That’s not in Cat, that’s in English. Me: Sorry. Meow meow meow meow. Kid A: Oh wow, it is in Cat! Kid B: Meow meow meow meow! Kid A:
Making Things
We were hit by a blizzard yesterday, so we couldn’t take the boys outside to get them some exercise. As the day wore on, their natural exuberance challenged them physically and us mentally, so we decided to do a KiwiCrate that had arrived over the holidays and had been
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Why do cats and kids have such trouble with liminal spaces? Either in or out, dude!
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It just occurred to me that my love for cartoons when I as kid might have been due to emotions being very easy to decode in cartoons. Or it might have been because cartoons are cool.
Quotes
For most children, however, parents understanding the deeper truth behind what kids are getting out of games empowers them to take steps to give kids more of what they need. It also helps parents get into a state of mind to talk rationally about overuse instead of succumbing to the
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Some of my fondest memories of childhood are the moments where my father laughed out loud at some cartoon I was watching on TV. My father is a somber, quiet man; not humorless, but possessing a wry, subtle sense of humor. The points where something in the cartoon would cause
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Whit: Mom, look at our little cat robot! Kate: Oh, it's so cute! Whit: Yeah, it destroys cities!
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After extensive debate on the walk home from the park, we've determined that acceptable titles for little brother's occupation in big brother's fantasy life include "sidekick" and "assistant," but not "butler." Also, this is the longest walk home
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Eventually every parent's social media stream turns into "Sh*t My Kid Says."
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When I was a kid, my little brother and I would get up at the crack of dawn every Saturday to watch cartoons. I thought of cartoons as something special. Every holiday, a series of animated specials would come on TV, and so in my mind, six hours of cartoons