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So I Don't Forget, Part III

Penulis : Unknown on Monday, 20 June 2011 | 08:36

Monday, 20 June 2011

Kayla was in a mood and didn't want to be bothered, but Lucas was trying to talk to her about if the moon was hiding. Kayla said, "I not talking to you." Lucas said, "No, "I'm" talking to YOU." and proceeded to ask her again if she thought the moon was hiding. I wish I could have recorded the tone of his voice. He didn't have an attitude, or was mean, or rude or anything. He was very literal about it. She might not be talking to him, but he let her know that was fine because he was talking to her. 

Lucas likes to say "sarcophagus" and "esophagus" but when I ask him if he can say "Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious" he says, "No, that's too many letters; I need you to help me."

We did this while my dad was here and he (my dad) said, "I can say 'it'" and Lucas said, "Try." So my dad says, "it" and Lucas looks at him and then says, "no it's a long word."  

The way Lucas pronounces "tomorrow" as "tomahyoh"and "asparagus" as "basparagus."

Every day when Kayla gets home from school she asks, "Where we going?" I usually say "no where." One day she kept asking and Lucas said, "No where!" Kayla responded, "YES where!"

The pool was closing and we were the last ones to get out of the pool. I told Kayla it was time to get out and she told me 'no.' I said, "Kayla it's time to get out. They are closing and no one else is here." She responded, "I here."

Lucas, about 15x to my aunt and uncle during the wedding reception, "Where's the crash/cwash?" They kept telling him they couldn't understand what he was asking. Finally he said, "It's like a garbage can!"

Looking over the menu at Bob Evan's Lucas points to his choice of dessert. I said, "I don't think we're getting ice cream this time." Very matter-of-factly, without missing a beat, he replied, "I think so."

We went out to eat for lunch and Lucas noticed a guy by himself. In a sad voice he said, "Aww that guy is all alone. He doesn't have any friends to meet him there." I was surprised at his empathy and hope he always has this caring heart!

Kayla and I came home from grocery shopping to find Lucas eating crackers. He was actually going to share some with Kayla, but before doing so he said, "Daddy, do these have wheat?" So sweet that he was thoughtful enough to ask that before giving any to Kayla. And yes, unfortunately they did.

Told Lucas not to put anything in his ear, that nothing goes in his ear when he said, "No, what's that letter thing?" That 'letter' thing ...haha! A Q-tip!

There are twin girls in Lucas's preschool class who love to chase him all around. Instead of referring to them as 'my two friends' he refers to them as 'my two girls.' As in, "I want to see my two girls today. I want to show my two girls this."

I tried on my bridesmaid dress and Kayla exclaimed, "Wow Mommy! You a princess! Stay there, I be right back, I get your crown and shoes!" She came back downstairs with her dress up crown, shoes, wand, and jewelery.

Lucas said he had a magazine and I told him that was actually a handbook. So he held it out to me and asked, "To hand to somebody?"

After Kayla ate quite a bit for dinner Joe asked her, "Geesh Kayla, didn't mommy feed you today?" Kayla said, "No." Joe, "No?" Kayla, "No, I feed myself." Well she is right about that, she does feed herself!

Lucas, looking at a baby pic of Kayla, "Who's that?" Me, "It's Kayla." Lucas, "Kayla was a boy?" Me, "No she was a girl." Lucas, staring at the pic, "But her hair was not long." No, she didn't have long hair at 4 months!

"Oh Lucas why are you coughing so much?" His response, in a sad, pitiful voice, "Cause I need (I was expecting to hear medicine!) candy. Chocolate muffin candy." (That would be mini Reece's PB Cups!)

"Kayla don't talk with food in your mouth." Kayla, "I singing!"
"Kayla, your fingers ..." (she was biting on a nail) Kayla, "It's not finger, that's a thumb!"
"Kayla go see mommy for some lotion." Kayla, "Not lotion, that's sunblock!"
When did she get so technical about everything?!

The day Kayla lost her 5th tooth I told her it was time to go upstairs and put pjs on she said, "Where's my dollar?" Me, "What dollar?" Kayla, "For my pillow." Guess she didn't want to wait for the tooth fairy!

Me, to the kids: "Guys, tomorrow we're going to see Cirque du Soleil!" Kayla, excited: "Chick Fil A!"

Lucas, "Now you jump over the rope!" Me, "and then you jump backwards over it?" Lucas, "Nooo! People can't jump backwards!" said as if I suggested some outrageous concept.

Half-way through eating his chocolate birthday pancake at IHOP, Lucas said, "This is making me tired. I want to save it to a box." Can't say I blame him; the pancake was as big as his plate.

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Go Fly A Kite

Penulis : Unknown on Friday, 17 June 2011 | 09:05

Friday, 17 June 2011






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"The Pursuit (The Perfect Fruit)"

Penulis : Unknown on Thursday, 16 June 2011 | 09:56

Thursday, 16 June 2011

"The Pursuit (The Perfect Fruit)"


Most of the girls that approach me
I barely know from Adam 
And I've the kind of expectations
That I'm afraid they can't fathom.
They say that they're unique;
Favoring a beauty greater than Eve;
But the fruit that their tree bares
Leaves little reason to believe.


I remember this watermelon.
Told me she tasted like heaven;
But she was nothing like manna.
She was barely even bread unleavened.
Initial sweetness hid bitter kisses.
She swore that she was seedless;
But after years of spitting,
I decided I didn't need this.


I thought love was out of reach.
That's when I met this southern peach.
She had a soft exterior
And a sticky sweet tone in her speech.
She was sure that she made it
Because peaches are my favorite.
She could've kept my mind close;
But her ambition was to enslave it.
Her ego bruises easy;
So I just ate around the pit
Until she tried to make me queasy.
That's when the gorging had to quit.


That experience took it's toll;
But I finally broke those shackles.
Then one day; during a stroll,
I ran into this pineapple.
She wore her mask well.
Always had so much to tell.
She tried her best to hide
That she was just a hard shell.
Her stories were frequent. 
Dare I say chronic.
She lied so much that she believed it;
But I knew she was far from exotic.
She didn't offer much substance.
Her deeper innards were almost bare.
It was hell peeling that outer shell
Only to find little fruit there.
She assumed that I was vain.
She was sure I was unaware
that what clings to her veins
Was more than she could share.


Maybe this just wasn't my lane.
The weight of love was far too heavy;
So I hopped on a plane
Only to converse with a cherry.
Everything seemed legit.
She might be my perfect fit.
She even disclosed the fact
That she came with a pit.
She complimented my charm.
I acknowledged her wit.
We did the kind of things
That fruit fanciers could never forget.
She said I'm her " Favorite Him."
I catered to her deviant whim.
Her moans resonated like a hymn
Every time my tongue tied her stem.
I was sure I had it made;
But the thrill was sure to fade.
She flung pits at my eyes
And her stems cut me like blades.
Then came the day her juice dripped
Only to land on another's lips.
I caught them in mid sip;
But she shrugged and continued to dip.
So relentless in her cheating.
She gave my heart a beating.
Part of me wanted to keep eating;
But I was better off just leaving.


After that, love was just too scary.
I found myself being wary
Of any and every potential mate;
No matter how much they varied.


Strawberries were so stuck up.
Blueberries always wanted pity.
Blackberries were boisterous and dominant.
Raspberries thought they ran the city.


Lemons made me pucker up.
Limes were far too sour.
Cantaloupes weren't really lively
And pomegranates want all the power.


I remember years ago
When I would hang with my crew.
They would chase the plums around;
But I liked this honeydew.
She didn't care for grape bunches.
She didn't need mass appeal.
She didn't come off like the oranges.
She wasn't that easy to peel.
She was uniformed and neat.
She was just so real;
But I was too shy to greet.
I may never know how she feels.


I guess this isn't for me.
It may be too much to grapple.
At least that's how it used to be....
..................Before I met my apple.


That's my baby.
My one true lady.
When the wiles of life encased me,
She was more than ready to save me.


So ripe.
So crisp.
Every bite felt right.
I still taste her when I lick my lips.


Other guys chase those mangoes
And pull at the papayas
But my girl is juicy enough
To handle my detailed desire.


She displays impeccable skill
When removing my banana peel.
She let's me bore through her core.
Our bond is serene and surreal.


She's delicate when warm
And so subtle when chilled.
She never causes me harm.
She always keeps my heart filled.


She's everything and more than.
She's all I would ever need.
We've recently started our garden.
She helped me sow my seeds.


She lifts our branches higher
While I firmly forge our roots.
Our children will come to admire
Our nurturing bond of love and truth.


Love has finally shown some mercy.
It was truly a worthy pursuit.
My heart no longer wanders thirsty.
I have found the perfect fruit. ♥


Written by: Devin Joseph Metz
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Snapping Buttons

Penulis : Unknown on Wednesday, 15 June 2011 | 13:32

Wednesday, 15 June 2011

I have tried to show Kayla how to snap the buttons on her pants/shorts, to no avail. She had trouble lining the buttons up correctly so they would snap together, and if she did get that part then she wouldn't, or couldn't, use enough strength in her fingers to push them together hard enough to snap.

One day while we were on vacation this was my Facebook status: "When your 7 yo child has special needs, which means low muscle tone that makes some fine motor skills difficult, you get all excited and stuff when they can finally snap the button on their shorts without any help whatsoever. Just sayin."

Yes, there was much celebrating going on the day Kayla pulled up her shorts, lined those 2 button pieces up, and snapped them together! I wish I could have captured the look of pride and accomplishment on her face over this milestone! Every time she would snap it again she would get such a satisfied look on her face and say, "I did it!"

I guess we won't be hearing her come out of the bathroom saying, "I need help with my button please."

Now to work on that shoe-tying thing!

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the 44 books i've read so far in 2011 not counting chapbooks and anything i forgot to put on the list, i finished all of them except I AM A STRANGE LOOP, feel free to ask me about any of them or harrass me if i misspelled someone's name



1 - Cloud Atlas - David Mitchell
2 - Coffee Coffee - Aram Saroyan
3 - Fancy Beasts - Alex Lemon
4 - And Then There's This - Bill Wasik
5 - April Galleons - John Ashbery
6 - Neighbors - Thomas Berger
7 - I Have Touched You - Gregory Sherl
8 - Nick Demske - Nick Demske
9 - The Posthumous Memoirs of BrĂ¡s Cubas - Joaquim Maria Machado de Assis
10 - Couch - Benjamin Parzybok
11 - Plants Don't Drink Coffee - Unai Elorriaga
12 - Monster Party - Lizzy Acker
13 - The Universe in Miniature - Patrick Somerville
14 - Hush Up Stinky Poo But - Ken Sparling
15 - Cardinal Numbers - Hob Broun
16 - I Am a Strange Loop - Douglas Hofstadter
17 - I <3 Your Fate - Anthony McCann
18 - Odditorium - Hob Broun
19 - Abbot Awaits - Chris Bachelder
20 - Bobcat Country - Brandi Homan
21 - I Is To Vorticism - Ben Mirov
22 - Inner Tube - Hob Broun
23 - Selected Poems - Ted Berrigan
24 - Normally Special - xTx
25 - Campfires of the Dead - Peter Christopher
26 - Await Your Reply - Dan Chaon
27 - About a Mountain - John D'Agata
28 - jPod - Douglas Coupland
29 - There Is No Year - Blake Butler
30 - The Girl With Brown Fur - Stacey Levine
31 - Veronica - Nicholas Christopher
32 - Cowboy Maloney's Electric City - Michael Bible
33 - Us - Michael Kimball
34 - The Book of Interfering Bodies - Daniel Borzutzky
35 - The Disinformation Phase - Chris Toll
36 - Triggermoon, Triggermoon - Julia Cohen
37 - The Exile: Sex, Drugs, Libel in the New Russia - Mark Ames and Matt Taibbi
38 - Casino Moscow - Matthew Brzezinski
39 - Masters of Atlantis - Charles Portis
40 - Madame Bovary - trans. Lydia Davis
41 - Culture of One - Alicey Notley
42 - Three Letter Poems - Josh Brandon and Chelsea Martin
43 - The Financial Lives of Poets - Jess Walters
44 - They Could No Longer Contain Themselves - Elizabeth J. Colen, Mary Miller, John Jodzio, Tim Jones-Yelvington, and Sean Lovelace
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