Tevye (age 3) and August (age 14) were having breakfast. They are sitting at the table in a way that I can not see them. I hear some sort of sound, almost like a fart, but it could have been a rumbly tummy or something else.
I ask “Who was that? You okay?”
Tevye, without missing a beat says “It was Augie.”
He then proceeds to make more farting noises.
Towards the end of spin class the instructor acknowledged that it was a difficult session. He turned the lights low and told us all to take a moment for ourselves and said,”Feel where you are. Literally, not figuratively.”
I knew he meant it the other way around, but his comment brought to mind a classroom full of people on spin bikes feeling themselves up.
Some members of the household have been using “Ciaran” in place of a curse word.
“Shut the Ciaran up”
“What the Ciaran is going on?”
“That’s a Ciarany excuse.”