Getting older

H: "My days as a kid are almost over."

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Manners

One of the counselors said I'm the most polite kid she ever met!

Disappointment

When I tell the kids they can't marry each other.

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H watching a rock show featuring a topless male guitar player

"Oh my goodness! His belly!"

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Things I pulled out of H's winter coat pocket

1. Plastic lollipop toy with squishy snail inside
2. My Little Pony
3. Unassembled kitty kat Halloween safety reflector
4. List of "Uneacorns"
5. Multiple mini-stamps
6. Assorted beads and rocks
7. Three tags from a stuffed puppy
8. Three versions of her paper cellphone--one with a keypad, another with a full photo screen, and the final with "facetime" capabilities

The only useful item: an Index card with emergency contact information in case she gets separated from me at a rally

Santa

Tonight H asked me, point-blank: "Is Santa real?" And I totally dodged by asking, "what do YOU think?"
She said, "well, they said in that movie that the parents just eat the cookies, but that would be so mean."
"Yeah," I said, "mommy and daddy aren't THAT mean, are we?"
"No, if you were doing that, you'd probably be just going to work and shooting everybody there."
So, though logic and reasoning, her parents aren't shooting up their workplaces, ergo Santa is real.
#howmuchlonger #iwanthertobelieve #butseriouslythisisridiculous

Career goals

H: "I want to be a teacher when I grow up because Mrs. R got a bunch of presents on her birthday, and I don't know another job where you get presents on your birthday. I mean doctors might not even see a sick person on their birthday."