November 17, 2007 by Barbara.

Reid and I were discussing the weather and I said that the forecast called for rain. She asked if the weather man had said it would rain and I said that I thought it had been a woman who reported on the weather. Reid summarized, as she is wont to do, that “the weather woman said so.” (Does anyone else now have an image of the stereotypical buxom weather girl in their heads?)

For some reason, we got to talking about what a weather man was called as a child. I was expecting Reid to say “boy” but she said instead, “When people are little, they are farmers.” Oh, I’ve got 2 degrees and had never heard that before. You learn something new every day with a preschooler in your house.

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November 17, 2007 by Barbara.

I know, I know, it’s been a long time since Halloween but I had to share this with you.

When we first discussed trick-or-treating, Reid mentioned something me about going with her but I know Ken really wanted to take her and, since he has cleaned litter boxes for all but a handful of times over the last 5 years, taken out the garbage and recycling 99 times out of 100 and kept us in clean clothing since we were married, it seemed reasonable that he would claim the right to be the trick-or-treat escort (though it is kind of a traditionally masculine role and I like to challenge gender stereotypes). Once it was determined Ken would be accompanying her, Reid wanted to know what he would be for Halloween. He told her that he would be a monster but that he wouldn’t need a costume. Reid puzzled it over for a minute and decided that seemed reasonable.

The Saturday before Halloween, the one that was cold and spooktacularly wet, Reid asked Melissa to guess what Ken was going to be for Halloween. Melissa was surprised by the question and didn’t guess “monster”. When Reid told Melissa that he was going to be a monster, Melissa asked what his costume would be. Reid surprised her again and said that Ken didn’t need a costume to be a monster. Melissa laughed and told Reid that she had better be nice or she would tell Ken what Reid had said.

Ken was the best Daddy Monster a girl could ask for, kind and loving toward his daughter and on guard against whatever threats might be out there in the dark.

Here is the main Halloween story, if you missed it. There were Halloween pictures, too.

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