Kinsleyism :: Oh, Epossumondas!

I’ve mentioned Epossumondas a couple of times recently. I think it may be the all-time favorite book which we’ve ever checked out of the library. One of these days, I think we’re going to have to break down and actually purchase it ourselves. Remember Kinsley telling Dan that he didn’t have the sense he was born with? Yeah, it’s from Epossumondas.

Well, we finally captured the quote on video. It’s a hum-dinger, I think.


A Baby Woman and Her Iron

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The girls and I had a fun day shopping at the local thrift shops on Friday.

Almost as soon as we were in the car, Kinsley said that she was hungry. As a treat, we stopped into the local greasy spoon to snack on cheese balls and ice water. Nothing has changed in that small town restaurant since I had eaten breakfasts there with my grandpa when I wasn’t much older than Kinsley. It has a “round table” and the same old men sit at that table, who were sitting there when I would go there 20 some years ago. There are a few faces missing now, and maybe a few new faces, but mostly it’s the same old guys, eating the same food served by the same waitress, just all looking a little older than they used to.

Kinsley was looking at the wall behind me and said “Look at that! I wonder how they got that goat on the ceiling?” I turned and saw what she was talking about – a mounted deer head.

Finishing up our snack, we headed out to the thrift shop next door, where we found the sweetest little retro toy iron. It even had a working plug (a thought which sends shivers of terror down my spine, actually). We purchased it for twenty five cents. Dan was able to remove the cord, and Kinsley absolutely loves it!

The video below is of her and her new iron. She thinks she’s “sewing”. The voice she’s doing, is how she says the gator in Epossumondas talks. She’s still a baby – she just talks a lot!

Friday’s Feast

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Name a great website you would recommend to others.

I hope it doesn’t have to be only one. Below is a list of sites I use and or visit often, minus the obvious like eBay and Amazon…

Martha Stewart

The Pioneer Woman Cooks

YouTube’s “You Choose ’08

Reddit – though it tends to lean towards the liberal, non-family oriented type.






Homeschool Alumni

Sewing Mama

Sense and Sensibility

Okay, I’ll stop there…

On a scale of 1-10 (with 10 as highest), how often do you dream at night?

When I’m not pregnant, maybe a 2. If I’m pregnant, more like a 9. And then they are crazy, crazy dreams!

Did you have a pet as a child? If so, what kind and what was its name?

We had farm animals, mostly. But always dogs and cats around the house. We raised cows, sheep, goats, rabbits, chickens, and a pony. Pets we had (at various times) were Sheba (an Irish Setter), Princess and Avenger (two cats who lived up to their name) Bear (a Newfoundland), Gertrude (a barn cat who caught and drank milk shot straight from the goats udder), Klaundike (a Pomeranian), Heidi (a very fat lab), Arnold, some stinky wire-haired mut, a pot-bellied pig (it was dumped and never really loved), a miniature lo-eared rabbit (Pearl) Chad and Cheili (mini schnauzers), Emily (another cat), Magnus (a blue and gold Macaw), Torque (an English Bulldog), and Sam and Sadie (Great Pyrenees guard dogs). I think there were more, but that’s all I can remember right now.

Main Course
If you had the chance to star in a commercial, what would you choose to advertise?

I have no idea. Maybe a Bumbo? We love ours – Either that, or Crocs. They may be our favorite product ever.


What is your favorite kind of hard candy?

I’m not a big candy fan. I like things that are sour. Or maybe cinnamon-y.

Meet Frances

This is Frances, the Miniature dachshund. She made her debut appearance at Gentlewood Cottage last Saturday. We don’t know what we were thinking. We like her a lot. She’s a lot of trouble. The girls like her. She likes the girls. We don’t know what we were thinking.

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My family recently got a puppy too. She is a Boston Terrier. Her name is Yivy.

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Really, she’s mostly my sister’s dog.

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Kinsley named Yivy after one of her favorite books, “Olivia“. It came out Yivy, and that name stuck. She also names Frances. Yup, you guessed it, she’s named after another of Kinsley’s favorite books, “Bedtime for Frances

At first the puppies panicked Sophie.

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A lot.

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But she’s doing better now.

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OK, so that was a fairly random photo. But we were outside walking Frances when it was taken.

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Another random photo. But I like my girls. A lot.

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Okay, a few more random photos.

My beautiful mom…

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And my handsome dad with my deliciously squishy sweet daughter…

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The Beauty of Obedience

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“…she was in the sphere of Jove, amid light and music and festal pomp, brimmed with life and radiant health, jocund and clothed in shining garments… She saw from the windows of the train to the outlined beams of sunlight pouring over the stubble or burnished woods, she felt that they were like the notes of a trumpet. Her eyes rested on the rabbits and cows as they flitted by and she embraced them in heart with merry, holiday love. She delighted in the occasional speech of the one wizened old man who shared her compartment and saw, as never before, the beauty of his shrewd and sunny old mind, sweet as a nut and English as a chalk down. She reflected with surprise how long it was since music had played any part in her life, and was resolved to listen to many chorales by Bach on the gramophone that evening. Or else-perhaps-she would read a great many Shakespeare sonnets. She rejoiced also in her hunger and thirst and decided that she would make herself buttered toast for tea – a great deal of buttered toast. And she rejoiced in the consciousness of her own beauty; for she had the sensation – it may have been false in fact, but it had nothing to do with vanity – that it was growing and expanding like a magic flower with every minute that passed. In such a mood it was only natural, after the old man had got out at Cure Hardy, to stand up and look at herself in the mirror which confronted her on the wall of the compartment. Certainly, she was looking well: she was looking unusually well. And, once more, there was little vanity in this. For beauty was made for others. Her beauty belonged to the Director. It belonged to him so completely that he could even decide not to keep it for himself but to order that it be given to another, by an act of obedience lower, and therefore higher, more unconditional and therefore more delighting, than if he had demanded it for himself.”

C.S. Lewis

That Hideous Strength

Little Hobbits

This morning, Kinsley brought me the chair which Uncle Jared crafted and said,

“Did Uncle Jared make this for me?”

“Mmm-hmm”, I answered.

“Awww, Jared is a nice uncle.” She said.

Then she asked me to set it up for her. I did. It wasn’t satisfactory, so she and Sophie worked on it for a while.

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Kinsley tried it out, and found that it needed more work. So they worked some more.

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Finally, they were able to get things how they wanted them. Kinsley sat.

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She said, “This is cozy!”

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Sophie did her best dog imitation in celebration. The imitation is perfectly silent, but has lots of expression.

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By the way, if are ever suspicious that you have had a couple of Hobbits working on something in your home, look for small, brightly colored rubbery plastic things left behind. It’s a dead give-away.

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Kinsleyism:: The Sense You Were Born With

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Yesterday, as Dan was pumping liquid gold into our gas tank, Kinsley was watching hime contemplatively. She announced to me, Sophie, or anyone who was interested in her thoughts on the topic, “Papa don’t have the sense he was born with!”

I promise, she did not learn this from me. Would I use such bad grammar? No, we can thank Epossumondas for that.

When Dan got back in the car, Kinsley asked, “Papa, you not have the sense you were born with?”