13 // 52

13 // 52 // Lillia
13 // 52 // Zane

“A portrait of my children once a week, every week, in 2015.”

Lillia: This week you were really excited about April Fool’s Day. On Monday afternoon, you and your friend spent a long time thinking up ways to prank your classmates (all of your ideas were good-natured fun, not cruel tricks). My favorite one was the “quarter nose trick” in which you color the edge of a quarter ahead of time with a pencil, and then ask your unsuspecting victim to roll the quarter down his or her nose, thus making a graphite line on their nose. I hear you fooled many people with that one! You’ve always had a goofy side — you really take after my mother in that way 🙂

Zane: This week you’re sick again, but I am just so completely done with writing about illnesses. So, I’m going to share some conversations that we had this week instead. Three year-olds are the perfect mixture of burgeoning intelligence and sweet naivete.

Conversation #1:
playing with a Duplo garbage truck
Zane: I’m doomed!
Me: Doomed?
Zane: Yes, that’s another way to say you’re full of trash.
Conversation #2:
listening to birds singing
Me: They are all trying to find mates.
Zane: I’m a bird mate!
Me: You’re a bird mate?
Zane: Yes, I LOVE birds!
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My name is Kelli Ann Wilson (née Copeland), and I live in Walpole, NH. I am mama to Lillia (12) and Zane (5), and wife to Damian. My interests include: homemaking; photography; genealogy; gardening; and making things.

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  1. April 3, 2015 / 2:27 pm

    I think there ‘s something theological in Zane’s “…doomed means …full of trash”!

  2. April 3, 2015 / 3:20 pm

    Favorite Zane conversation of the week:
    I’m lying in bed with a bad cold having come home from work early when Zane bursts into the bedroom.
    Zane: I need some pennies!
    Me: I have a box in the living room filled with change. Ask your Mother.
    Zane: There are two red boxes filled with pennies in her cloffice!
    Me: Well, you still need to ask your mother then.
    Zane: Let me ask my arm. (He makes a mouth shape with his hand)
    Zane’s arm: (Zane with a strange voice as he moves his hand) Yes Zane, you can have the pennies.
    Zane: See, my arm says it is okay.

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