East, west, home is best

We lived in the SF Bay Area for a year or two and spent a decade longing to go back. But on a recent trip for a family wedding, we were both over it. Too many cars and too much traffic; too many strip malls; everything looked too shiny and new. Even the city didn't seem nearly as exciting as it did when we lived there. I guess we've become New Englanders.

We've also been looking for a larger place in our town, but the more we see, the more I realize how much I like our little house. Our open floor plan is a rarity around here, but it's invaluable when we're trying to fix dinner while K plays. Many of the houses we've looked at don't have garages at all, let alone an attached garage, and forget central air. If I could just add a bedroom to our house, get decent  heat in the winter, and pick up the entire place and move it to a nicer neighborhood, I'd be happy. Anyway, we're not in a hurry.

Conversations with K

This morning...

K: Apples grow on trees. But berries do not grow on trees. They grow on bushes. SO, if you EVER see a tree... (looks uncertain and then walks away)

Last night in the tub...

Revisiting the "Sing After Me" song after not singing it for months:
Tra la la (Tra la la)
Mi mi mi (You, you, you)
Ha ha ha (NO NO NO)
Hee hee hee (HO HO HO)
Pick a peck of peppers (Pippapippapippa)
Fiddle diddle dee (Fiddle diddle dee)
Be my echo (Be your gecko)
Sing what I sing (I will!)
Follow the leader and sing after me (looking annoyed: I WILL!)

A few days ago...

K: You're sick. I am the doctor.
Me: Oh doctor, I feel terrible. Can you help me feel better?
K (offering a handful of coins): Some money?
Me: Are you sure I shouldn't get a lot of sleep, or drink plenty of water, or take some medicine instead?
K (handing me fourteen cents): No. Here is a hundred dollars. Now you feel much better!

Halloween...

At the first house, after much cajoling to try trick-or-treating: "MOMMY! They gave me CANDY!"

At the second house, where they left the door open and K walked right in and started to climb their stairs: "K! Where are you going?" "I'm going to get more candy!"