Somewhere, Couthness Was Repealed at a Convention I Wasn't Invited To

[SCENE: Le Target, Cafe. NORA is eating. A RANDOM GEEZER is sitting at the next table. VICTORIA puts a little popcorn on a napkin for NORA.]

RANDOM GEEZER: Is she going to eat all that popcorn?

VICTORIA: [slightly taken aback] Um, I don't know. It's up to her.

NORA [to RANDOM GEEZER]: I forgot, are you Jewish or are you Christian?

VICTORIA: [more than slightly taken aback]: NORA!

Nora Sets Me Straight About That Monkey

VICTORIA: Hey, Nora! It's Litigious George!

NORA: (exasperated) No, Mommy, it's Curious George.

VICTORIA: Not Litigious George?

NORA: No, he's not litigious. He doesn't go around suing everyone, you know.

This Was Inevitable

First Ravelry, now Facebook. I officially blame Craig. Not for the knitting social network. For the other one.

If you would like to find me but can't, it's probably because my search settings are somewhat restrictive. Just drop me a line through the usual channels and we can be all Facebook friendly and stuff.

Nora the Chef

VICTORIA: We stopped at the grocery store so that we could get something quick to cook for dinner. Most of what we have in the house would take a long time!

NORA: Oh! What are we going to cook?

VICTORIA: Chicken. It was on sale. I'm going to make fried chicken, mashed potatoes, and either asparagus or broccoli.

[NORA thinks for a moment.]

NORA: Perhaps you should pan-fry it. That would be a delicious way to cook the chicken.

In Which My Daughter Pretends To Be AIG

The other day Phil was sorting some coins to be rolled. Nora helped and apparently she was quite helpful -- sorting, counting, and paying a lot of attention to the task. So when they were done, Phil gave Nora the leftover pennies -- about seventeen cents or so. This delighted Nora. It delighted Nora so much that she gave Phil a dollar bill from her piggy bank to pay him for the pennies.

PHIL: I can't take this, munchkin. It's worth a lot more than your pennies.

NORA: But I want to give it to you!

PHIL: And I wanted to give you the pennies for helping me. They're yours. You don't need to pay me for them.

NORA: That's okay! I want you to have the dollar!

PHIL: Nora, this dollar bill is worth one hundred of those pennies. You only have seventeen pennies.

NORA: I will make it up on volume!