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squishy Miriam- sometimes known as MiriaR, for the spelling confused, or Mir for the vocally challenged, or Miss Mir for those who have issues being personable with authority. she is generally funner than miss katie because she doesn't know all the rules, and ignores ones like "don't make forts" and "don't use the tennis racket as a pogo stick"
Jack- just turned Six and three quarters. just lost his two front teeth. makes all his own jewelry. extremely cool.
Setting: the blue picnic tables, guarding the canteloupe and Nilla wafers which the older kids keep stealing.
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Miriam- sometimes known as MiriaR, for the spelling confused, or Mir for the vocally challenged, or Miss Mir for those who have issues being personable with authority. she is generally funner than miss katie because she doesn't know all the rules, and ignores ones like "don't make forts" and "don't use the tennis racket as a pogo stick"
Jack- just turned Six and three quarters. just lost his two front teeth. makes all his own jewelry. extremely cool.
Setting: the blue picnic tables, guarding the canteloupe and Nilla wafers which the older kids keep stealing.
<jack and miriam, having recently exhausted the topics of conversation centered around what would happen if we dipped ourselves in vats of glue and then had to peel off all of our skin. and the merits of sitting on juice boxes. are creating bird beaks out of the canteloupe rinds by folding them in half and shoving them into the holes in the picnic table, when jack remembers something extremely exciting>
Jack: Miriam, GUESS WHAT I'm happy about!!!
duh: WHAT?!
Jack: MY MOM"S COMING HOME!!
me: oh? from where?
Jack: well, first she went to New York or something, and then boston, and then woodhall
me: WOODHALL!!? where's woodhall?
Jack: YOU"VE NEVER BEEN TO WOODHALL!??!
me: nuhuh
Jack: !!!
me: !!!!!!
Jack: oh. well, i don't actually remember where it is
me: why did she go to all of those places? work?
Jack: no, she was on vacation or something
me: by herself?
Jack: yah, i think. or something
me: what's your mom do?
Jack: software. ... what are you going to do when you grow up?
me: i dunno
Jack: i think...
i think you should sell tacos
Miriam- sometimes known as MiriaR, for the spelling confused, or Mir for the vocally challenged, or Miss Mir for those who have issues being personable with authority. she is generally funner than miss katie because she doesn't know all the rules, and ignores ones like "don't make forts" and "don't use the tennis racket as a pogo stick"
Jack- just turned Six and three quarters. just lost his two front teeth. makes all his own jewelry. extremely cool.
Setting: the blue picnic tables, guarding the canteloupe and Nilla wafers which the older kids keep stealing.
<jack and miriam, having recently exhausted the topics of conversation centered around what would happen if we dipped ourselves in vats of glue and then had to peel off all of our skin. and the merits of sitting on juice boxes. are creating bird beaks out of the canteloupe rinds by folding them in half and shoving them into the holes in the picnic table, when jack remembers something extremely exciting>
Jack: Miriam, GUESS WHAT I'm happy about!!!
duh: WHAT?!
Jack: MY MOM"S COMING HOME!!
me: oh? from where?
Jack: well, first she went to New York or something, and then boston, and then woodhall
me: WOODHALL!!? where's woodhall?
Jack: YOU"VE NEVER BEEN TO WOODHALL!??!
me: nuhuh
Jack: !!!
me: !!!!!!
Jack: oh. well, i don't actually remember where it is
me: why did she go to all of those places? work?
Jack: no, she was on vacation or something
me: by herself?
Jack: yah, i think. or something
me: what's your mom do?
Jack: software. ... what are you going to do when you grow up?
me: i dunno
Jack: i think...
i think you should sell tacos
