Friday, February 1, 2008


Frequently overheard in our household these days:

Me (to Bean-girl): I could just eat you up! I'm going to eat you up!

Bean-girl: No! You can't! I'm not food!

Me: Oh. Well, can I eat up Baby Legume?

Bean-girl: No, she's not food!

And here's my entry for Haiku Friday tonight. Seems like a lot of babies are not sleeping well these days . . .

Baby Legume at Bed-time

The shrieks tonight made
me wonder if we should seek
an exorcism.


EcoGeoFemme said...

I can relate to Bean-girl. Not only did I have to defend myself against my cannabalistic family, but I had to stop them from putting me in the clothes dryer to keep me small. ack.

arduous said...

Oh my God Ecogeofemme, that's hilarious. We used to put my little sister in the laundry basket.

And BeanMom, that was I think my favorite Haiku of the whole series.

The bean-mom said...

Ecogefemme, I'm going to have to use that one about putting the kid in the clothes dryer. I've never heard that one before =)

Hope you're not too scarred. Hope the bean kids won't be too scarred...

EcoGeoFemme said...

Well, I'm not too scarred from that. I'm much younger than my sibs, who told me that I was really the oldest, but I had a disease that made it so I didn't grow. They said our parents decided to tell me I was youngest so I wouldn't feel bad.

Hmmm, I think I have enough for a whole post on this. :)

The bean-mom said...

Ecogeofemme, you definitely have a post there on your childhood. Your siblings sound like incredibly creative people. Diabolical, but creative =)

Anonymous said...

I LOVE this little slice of life! I always tell my kids I'm going to eat them up, too. Don't all these little children just smell so good?

And I love your Haiku. Perfect.

Amanda said...

I love their responses to turns of phrase!