Wednesday, 28 June 2006

out of the mouths of babes ...

After the success of yesterdays spontaneous Flea Poem eruption, today's topic will be 'Centipede Haiku'. But no pressure :).

I baby-sat for the youngest god-child (just three) last night, while his mum and elder brother (five-and-a-half) went swimming. Eldest god-child and I had a bit of a chat when he came home, about moving to the country (apparently, when they move to the country, they are going to live near a rain forest); and about me and B having children who need a 'forever' mummy and daddy coming to live with us. He's very accepting of the idea, in that five-year-old way. But he did make a valid point:

Eldest god-child: Ally, when you have children come to live with you, you are going to have to get a television!
Me: Why's that?
Eldest god-child: Well, they aren't going to want to watch DVDs on your laptop, like you do, are they?
Me: Well, I thought I'd get a projector and throw the picture up on to the wall, nice and big for them.
Eldest god-child: [thinks] Well. You could do that.  But it might be better if you got a smart board.  You can play games on them, and everything.
Me: Dissolves in heap of logic.

This is the child who was asking me the explain the difference between gas planets and rock planets last week, and was quite happy with the concept of molecules.

Payrun beckons. Boring but necessary.

25 comments:

  1. Ah, so you're another of that relatively unusual breed: those who haven't got a TV... ;) Mr. KW's dear mama is also a member, and we're rapidly becoming honorary members to boot. Why is there nothing on, just when I could use a heap-big pile of distractions from my paper chaos? And I so, so, so don't count ANY form of televised sport. :)

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  2. Ah, so you're another of that relatively unusual breed: those who haven't got a TV... ;) Mr. KW's dear mama is also a member, and we're rapidly becoming honorary members to boot. Why is there nothing on, just when I could use a heap-big pile of distractions from my paper chaos? And I so, so, so don't count ANY form of televised sport. :)

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  3. A centipede and
    a summer payrun haiku?
    A challenge for sure.

    A gift from god is
    a laptop and dvds,
    to be watched in bed.

    tv and children
    go hand in hand to ensure
    a sane, loving mum ;-)

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  4. A centipede and
    a summer payrun haiku?
    A challenge for sure.

    A gift from god is
    a laptop and dvds,
    to be watched in bed.

    tv and children
    go hand in hand to ensure
    a sane, loving mum ;-)

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  5. Wriggle legs, wriggle,
    from tip of head to tail end
    wriggle, writhe and bend.

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  6. Wriggle legs, wriggle,
    from tip of head to tail end
    wriggle, writhe and bend.

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  7. I really wasn't serious about centipede haiku. I feel all inferior now.

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  8. I really wasn't serious about centipede haiku. I feel all inferior now.

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  9. Good, because I was going to have a really hard time coming up with one. And I don't like centipedes, anyhow. They make me think of William S. Burroughs. :-)

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  10. Good, because I was going to have a really hard time coming up with one. And I don't like centipedes, anyhow. They make me think of William S. Burroughs. :-)

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  11. I meant "good that you weren't serious," not "good that you feel inferior." But you knew that, right?

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  12. I meant "good that you weren't serious," not "good that you feel inferior." But you knew that, right?

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  13. Thinking about William S Burroughs is bad at any time. I am not offended. I am enjoying the fruit of everyone else's efforts, though :).

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  14. Thinking about William S Burroughs is bad at any time. I am not offended. I am enjoying the fruit of everyone else's efforts, though :).

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  15. Glad you weren't serious - even thinking about writing any kind of haiku makes my brain hurt.

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  16. Glad you weren't serious - even thinking about writing any kind of haiku makes my brain hurt.

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  17. Great stuff with your god-child. :-)

    Shouldn't you be sticking with talking about choo-choo trains and baa-baas and kiddy-widdy things? LOL Perish the thought!

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  18. Great stuff with your god-child. :-)

    Shouldn't you be sticking with talking about choo-choo trains and baa-baas and kiddy-widdy things? LOL Perish the thought!

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  19. Centipede haiku. It's left me speechless.

    There are times when you would like the children absorbed in something so you can be absorbed in something else. (Make of that what you will.) TV, DVD player, computer, whatever .. just make sure they can sometimes watch without you.

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  20. Centipede haiku. It's left me speechless.

    There are times when you would like the children absorbed in something so you can be absorbed in something else. (Make of that what you will.) TV, DVD player, computer, whatever .. just make sure they can sometimes watch without you.

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  21. William Burroughs and applss? Was going to comment on the post but got kind of grossed out at that thought

    Got a comment from a man in Liverpool who is adopting a child--thought of you immediately

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  22. William Burroughs and applss? Was going to comment on the post but got kind of grossed out at that thought

    Got a comment from a man in Liverpool who is adopting a child--thought of you immediately

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  23. Glad you were joking about the haiku, the only one I came up with involved the centipede being squished which wasn't nice.

    Oh yes, you'll need a tv. I'm sorry but if you have children you must suffer through the endless repetative songs and cloyingly naff characters just as other parents do. It's character building, or at least that is what I used to tell myself whenever that hideous purple dinosaur appeared LOL

    Good idea about using a pseudonym for your new village. I never name the one I live in, too many odd bods about.

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  24. Glad you were joking about the haiku, the only one I came up with involved the centipede being squished which wasn't nice.

    Oh yes, you'll need a tv. I'm sorry but if you have children you must suffer through the endless repetative songs and cloyingly naff characters just as other parents do. It's character building, or at least that is what I used to tell myself whenever that hideous purple dinosaur appeared LOL

    Good idea about using a pseudonym for your new village. I never name the one I live in, too many odd bods about.

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