Max calls his Winkletoe and Jaycie’s is Sparkletoe. Cade called his Wushy. Liam calls his D.T., because that’s what Nolan called his. Mine’s called Blackhole Sun, a nickname given to it by my college roommate F.R. Chicken because of its resemblance to an afghan that can be seen in the Soundgarden video.
The blanket doesn’t [...]
Posts Tagged: Nolan
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Jan 10
Winkletoe, Sparkletoe, Wushy, D.T. & Blackhole Sun Blanket
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Oct 09
More savvy than 89% of America
“I will always play spikeyball,” Nolan said to Liam. “Oh look, look, it’s loading.”
The Tibbles (at least Nolan and Liam) have figured out how to use Ziggy to get to the App Store, find the free Kids games, and download games. They are officially more tech savvy than 89% of all Americans.
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Sep 09
So thoughtful, it’s just what I want
This morning over breakfast (trail mix and juice for him, coffee for me) Nolan announced:
“For Christmas I am going to buy you with my own money an electric pencil sharpener and a t-shirt that says, ‘YOU ROCK!’.”
Of course now we’re arguing about music:
“Is this even Michael Jackson?” He asks, wrinkling his nose and brow.
“Uh, no,” [...]
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Aug 09
Aunt Jodi’s Supergenius Daycare
We eat cereal for lunch:
Though sometimes we make our own pizzas:
And then we do crafts:
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May 09
A conversation outside of Cub Foods in Shakopee
Nolan and I ran to Cub yesterday because I needed bagels. Everyone at Supergenius HQ was aghast when we went to make breakfast (apples, peanut butter, bagels) only to discover the bagel cupboard was bare! Instead we made monkey bread with magic monkey crystals, real monkeys (according to Liam), and 3 wishes each in the [...]
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May 09
Young turks
Nolan sat cross-legged on the floor (a manner of sitting my niece Jaycie calls “criss-cross apple sauce” and what was called “Indian style” when I was a kid), Lucinda, my guitar, draped across his lap. Liam sat on the other side of the guitar petting the green surface.
“We’re going to play so loud, we’ll shake [...]
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Apr 09
When the Tibbles are sick
“I cant watch TV,” Nolan said.
“Why not?”
“My bones aren’t strong enough.”
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Apr 09
The trouble with Beetles (and The Beatles)
At the age of four, Liam has decided he is not afraid of The Beatles’ Bear. The Beatles’ Bear had been living under my sink since that picture was taken in 2005. This morning when he arrived at Supergenius HQ, Liam announced he was no longer afraid of the bear and would very much like [...]
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Apr 09
Political differences as narrated by a Tibble
“That car is so cool,” Nolan said as we were venturing home from the SuperT. We had just pulled up behind a car with a bunch of bumper stickers.
“No it’s not,” I said.
“Why not?”
“He doesn’t like Obama.” The car was owned by a very red Republican and was the first time I’d ever noticed an [...]
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Jan 09
These are my angry eyes
Here’s a little tip for all you parents and babysitters out there. If a five year old has a cold and is kind of cranky inventing and then performing a song and dance that includes the lyrics, “I’m Dr. Crankenstein yes, I am. Cranky, cranky, cranky is the only way to be. Crabby, crabby, crabby [...]
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Jan 09
Suck the Blood
In honor of today, Nolie’s 5th birthday.
Suck the Blood from Jodi Chromey on Vimeo.
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Dec 08
We got an emergency down here
Nolan found an old, dead cell phone of mine and has been using it all day to make calls. The UPS man just came and dropped off a load of presents including a slew of books for Jaycie and Max and some Threadless t-shirts.
After proclaiming all the Threadless tees boring, Nolan got on the [...]
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Nov 08
If blue eats up all the yellow, she will turn green
This is Liam’s new favorite song. It’s Cheech Marin singing about mixing primary colors to make new colors. We probably watched the video about six times, and then spent a lot of time talking about color formulas and favorite colors.
“I don’t like brown,” Nolan announced, sneering at the brown shirt I was wearing. “I only [...]
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Nov 08
Yes we can, yes we can, yes we can!
Nolan has informed me that Barack Obama has won and that it’s a good thing because McCain was kind of rude. Now he sits on the couch leafing through an old issue of Rolling Stone looking for pictures of Barack Obama (every time he says the first and last name).
Liam kneels on the floor [...]
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Oct 08
I think this means I win
Nolan and Liam are using chalk to draw bats on the front stoop. An emergency vehicle is passes by (probably going to the hospital that is two blocks away) with sirens blaring, somwhere we can here a dog bark.
“Is the dog stuck in the fire?” Nolan asks.
“I don’t think so,” I say. “I think the [...]
