tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post6443492891402426836..comments2023-11-18T11:24:52.834-08:00Comments on Tales from the Den of Chaos: Waffles, Vocabulary and New Irrational FearsMother of Chaoshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12176092618150502244noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-61075544681348791412008-07-17T07:30:00.000-07:002008-07-17T07:30:00.000-07:00The intelligent child is never understood, even (e...The intelligent child is never understood, even (especially?) by adults in authority. Carry on: you're "doing good".Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-91310808077899916112008-07-17T06:15:00.000-07:002008-07-17T06:15:00.000-07:00Hahahahaha! My kids are "wordies" too. I think i...Hahahahaha! My kids are "wordies" too. I think it comes of having parents and grandparents (and aunts and uncles and cousins and...) who are avid readers, and remember and use the words they read. At least that's my theory. Of course they do tend to put their own creative twists on things, as when my youngest called Saddam Hussein "Saddam Who's Insane". For some reason I didn't feel called Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-85510198305482559812008-07-17T01:14:00.000-07:002008-07-17T01:14:00.000-07:00At 6 some stupid adult questioned me when I told t...At 6 some stupid adult questioned me when I told the dog that he had halitosis. Puddles did - his breath stank from the cat-food he'd just been eating (sensible dog didn't like dog-food, prefered cat-food and fish).<BR/><BR/>I looked the adult in the eye and told him that halitosis meant bad breath "surely everyone knows that?".<BR/><BR/>- PamPipneyJanehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18361733342528469517noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-1974572088639220682008-07-16T22:11:00.000-07:002008-07-16T22:11:00.000-07:00I was like that as a kid too! I now live in Japan...I was like that as a kid too! I now live in Japan and one of my Japanese friends (who lived in the US for a decade) complains about my "GRE words." Sigh.SomedaysSarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07485017469544064676noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-83280857618707658722008-07-16T13:10:00.000-07:002008-07-16T13:10:00.000-07:00My girls have come up with "drinkable" "cellaphone...My girls have come up with "drinkable" "cellaphone" and "frusrated" My tall-girl's kindergarten teacher once said to me that her vocabulary was "high-faluttin" - she thankfully retired shortly after that!<BR/><BR/>I looked up naked shorts and I don't get it and don't think I want to!Michelle Fhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06806561374379274062noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-49248181225257930862008-07-16T09:53:00.000-07:002008-07-16T09:53:00.000-07:00I've been expecting that knock on the door for yea...I've been expecting that knock on the door for years. In second grade, my son's class was discussing U.S. government and, when they were asked to name some of our government officials, he named the Secretary of State: Condoleeza Lies-a-lot. I'm glad he didn't bring up Bush--I can only imagine what he would have said.Yarnhoghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06625926254864861603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9910550.post-5942794281829588542008-07-16T09:26:00.000-07:002008-07-16T09:26:00.000-07:00LOL! At 2, my daugher would come to me and say he...LOL! At 2, my daugher would come to me and say her older brother was "tagonizing" me. (Antagonizing.) She's a "wordie" like me.Quilty birdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06834740046246560554noreply@blogger.com