Author Archives: Wm. Amurgis

As I was dressing my three-year old son for a family Christmas party, I told him: “Man, you’re looking handsome.” He replied: “Yeah, but you’re not.”

While my wife and I were painting the basement this weekend, the kids played upstairs. Occasionally, we could hear what they were doing. At one point, our 3-year-old son was playing with one of his toy cars. This particular car … Continue reading →

Our children ask unusual questions, and make very strange observations. Two from this week: (1) From our 6-year-old daughter: “My brain takes up most of my head.” (2) From our 8-year-old daughter: “Who made up bad words?” (I was tempted … Continue reading →

I escorted my middle daughter to a hockey game tonight — just me and her. Before the game, we had dinner together. While awaiting our order, she wrote me the following notes: (1) “i am going to a hockey game … Continue reading →

One problem with having 5 kids is that they each, on occasion, feel neglected. Tonight, our 6-year-old, thinking she was being ignored, escaped to her room and wrote the following note which she later left on our bed: “No wun … Continue reading →

My daughters participate in a youth group sponsored by the YMCA, with Native American undertones. As part of the ritual, they get to choose their own Indian names — and change them whenever they wish. Which, of course, they’ve just … Continue reading →

A spider has taken up residence on the ceiling of my 3-year-old son’s bedroom. It tends to move quickly, so he’s named it “Speedy FastLegs.”

Dense fog this morning. My 8-year-old daughter uttered the following words while driving through the fog on the way to school: “This is a living nightmare! It’s what I’ve always wanted NOT to happen!”