Tag Archives: Maggie Says

Career Thoughts, Summer 2018

Unprompted, Griffin announced in the car tonight that he wants to grow up to be either a musician or an illustrator. (I’ll include a post soon with some of the pictures he’s drawn in his new notebook; he’s very excited about it.)

Maggie proceeded to announce that she wants to be one of three things: a dolphin trainer, a singer, or a dancer.

(For comparison, see what Griffin said in 2013 and both of them in 2016.)

Close Reading

While reading the chapter on the battle of Helm’s Deep in the Lord of the Rings last night, Maggie exclaimed, “Whoa! The walls are 20 feet tall!”

“I know! That’s almost as tall as our house,” I replied, thrilled at her level of engagement.

“Yeah. . . . Did you know that dogs eat their own poop? And rabbits do too?”

Pairs of Skin

Maggie, after scratching a scab this morning:

Maggie: Luckily I have another pair of skin!

Daddy: What?

M: I had another pair of skin under my scab, so it’s not bleeding.

D: Oh.

M: I have three pairs of skin.

D: Three? Pairs of skin?

M: Yes. If I scratch off one pair, then there’s another pair. If I scratch off that one, then there’s a third pair. But under the third pair is my blood.


Young Knight?

Even a plastic  blade requires regular cleaning, of course.

Overheard last night before bed:

Sarah: “No, I can’t clean your sword right now. It’s past your bedtime.”

Maggie: “Ok, we’ll clean my sword in the morning.”

(The sword is drying in the dish rack as I write this.)

Young Theologian

I was helping settle Oliver into his crib when Maggie got up to get a drink of water. She got back into bed, then sat up and stated, matter-of-factly, “I don’t believe Jesus rose from the dead.”

“Um… what?”

She repeated herself, enunciating carefully, “I don’t believe that Jesus rose from the dead.”

“Ok honey. Goodnight.”