Haha

Daisy announces her age (4), then climbs on a footstool and asks in a tone that suggests she's cleverly outsmarted us: "How old am I now?"

Most gratifying quote from Thanksgiving

Daisy actually said to me, "Mom, I never knew mashed potatoes could taste this good."

She also told me I was the best cook in the world. Bwahahahah.

"I like him, but I'm not sure if he likes me."

This was said to me today by my FOUR-YEAR-OLD. She has been talking incessantly about this particular FOUR-YEAR-OLD boy for about two months, focusing in on the minutiae of what he says and does around her, analyzing it (yes, analyzing it in her four-year-old way) and always drawing the most dire conclusions about how he feels about her.

Aaaaaaaaaa! I thought I had another ten years before dealing with this crap!

Daisy helped me with Thanksgiving...

...by ripping up pieces of bread and putting them into a bowl. But mostly she carried on, singing crazy songs and doing crazy dances and knocking pieces of bread to the floor.

Me: Daisy, remember I need you to be my helper right now.

Daisy: Well, Mama, I am just trying to make you laugh.

Me: That's great, but mostly I need you to rip up the pieces of bread, not be a comedian.

Daisy (after a pause): A chameleon can change colors. Chameleons turn pink to blend in with the sunset.

Most flattering thing to have happened to me in years

I was at Mark's 40th birthday show, sitting and listening to an all-girl punk band called Turbonegra. I'm pretty sure the song they were singing was called "Erection" (or at least it involved many repetitions of that word). An extremely drunk man stumbled up to me, giving me the devil-horns sign. I gave it back to him. He grinned widely at me, then mumbled, "No, I'm not getting in any trouble tonight," and stumbled drunkenly away. I am pretty sure he thought that that sentence occurred *inside* his head.