Tuesday, October 30, 2007

one I get, but not the other

Just turned five, Lola seems to be growing up with an interesting set of prejudices here in San Francisco. Today at the playground she sang softly to herself as I pushed her on a swing, "We're here, we're queer; we're here, we're queer."

Tonight as we ate pizza (jack o'lanterns are taking up the whole kitchen, so no cooking tonight), Anton asked the children (for some opaque reason of his own) if they knew who was the Jewish person in the family. Iris opined, "You, me and Lola!"

Lola protested, "But I don't have any money!!"

[Technically these children, born to a WASP mother and a secular Jew, are not Jewish, but they do enjoy "the right of return", meaning that they could exercise the option to live in Israel, but of course Lola would have to work hard to get the money for the flight].

5 comments:

hughman said...

we're here. we're lola. get used to it.

Brown said...

Tonight as we ate pizza (jack o'lanterns are taking up the whole kitchen, so no cooking tonight),

Do you do anything in moderation, or is it always over-the-top? How about 1 jack o'lantern. Maybe 1 per kid. Anyone who fills her kitchen with pumpkin carving shall not then be heard to complain that her life is too busy...

The Woman of Science said...

The last time I made a jack-o-lantern, just making two took up the whole kitchen... Pumpkins are messy as hell.

hughman said...

besides, where's the fun in moderation?

the Drunken Housewife said...

Brown, you old Halloween killjoy, you should see my jack o'lanterns!!!

I did my BEST ONE EVER this year: a large, maniacal cannibal pumpkin crunching down upon a small, screaming pumpkin.

Lola did only one jack o'lantern, one with a face and a lot of green sparkles for hair. Iris did four.