Ky is a fearless jumper.
Seb is an anthropomorphic sprinkler.
Abe is too busy holding his breath to be photographed.
Daisy slept through it all in her stroller.
Malachi loves donuts. He is rarely seen without one, sometimes two, on each arm. When he wakes up in the morning, he immediately says "Nut-nuts?" in a plaintive voice. He seems to like the green one and the purple one best, although he'll make do with other colors if he has to.
Also: he yells "DID IT!" enthusiastically when he does something by himself, or when anyone else does something he deems worthy of praise. (e.g. As I struggled to fit my sunglasses into their compartment in the car, and finally got them in, I heard "DID IT, Mommy!" from the backseat.)
Yesterday while Daisy was sleeping, Sam said, "Can you whisper, Malachi?" and Ky very quietly whispered "yesss!" Sam whispered back, "You're a good whisperer!" and Ky yelled back, "YEAAAAAH!"
"Oh Samwise, will we ever reach the end of this dark place?"
"Indeed we will, Mr. Frodo. Indeed we will."
I think this one is intended to add weight and finality to a saying that doesn't have enough weight on its own. You feel you can't simply end the scene/chapter with "Sure we will!" so you add in another just for good measure.
Exhibit B: The prescient interruptionM: I don't know if you're mad or . . .
P: Desperately in love?
According to books and movies, there's no term of spousal endearment like the full name. (A close second: calling your wife "Mrs. ___": "What a woman you are, Mrs. McGee! Come and kiss me!") But I've never heard this usage in real life. For the child in trouble, yes. But for your spouse? What are you, a telephone directory? If your spouse doesn't know who is being referred to when they hear their first name alone, something is wrong. ("Jenny? Jenny who? Oh . . . Jenny McGee! That's ME!") And if you think "Mrs. McGee" is a good substitute for "darling" . . . something is also wrong."You'll be the death of me yet, Jenny McGee!"
[often used in combination with exhibit A:
"You're a spirited woman, Jenny McGee! A spirited woman!"]
The family a couple days before Daisy was born. (Who is that poor woman in the middle? She looks exhausted.)
Children's voices in the orchard
Between the blossom- and the fruit-time:
Golden head, crimson head,
Between the green tip and the root.
Black wing, brown wing, hover over;
Twenty years and the spring is over;
To-day grieves, to-morrow grieves,
Cover me over, light-in-leaves;
Golden head, black wing,
Cling, swing,
Spring, sing,
Swing up into the apple-tree.
--T.S. Eliot
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