Our Year in Quotes
“I can be kind to others by…giving flowers and being nice to all the people I know!”
Olivia, completing the phrase from a school lesson on Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., thus beginning a yearlong obsession with the civil rights leader.
“Yeah, Obama winned again.”
Olivia, speaking casually on her toy phone to no one in particular, reporting that the presidential hopeful was victorious in yet another Democratic primary.
Beni: “Do you know why people celebrate Easter?”
Olivia: “For Dr. King.”
Beni: “What about Dr. King?”
Olivia: “He wants us to have a wonderful time and have a happy Easter.”
“The only way they’ll pass me is if they take pity on me.”
Your faithful writer of this blog, ever the optimist, sizing up his chances of receiving a passing score on the comprehensive exam for his master’s program. (Alas, he was pitied, and therefore passed.)
“Jesus is a girl, Daddy.”
Olivia, demonstrating her religious literacy.
“I think Mommy magicked into the picture.”
Olivia, believing that Beni had crossed over from three- to two- dimensional space when she unable to find her in a game of hide- and-seek, leading her to look for her mother in a painting.
“We’ll have to send G a thank-you card for leaving us all of her stuff.”
Olivia, making lemonade out of lemons after her grandmother moved from in-town to the East Coast.
“I am so proud of you. You get a golden medal for being such a good grandma.”
Olivia, swept up in the Olympic spirit, awarding Grandma Randi the top prize for accompanying us on separate summer trips to the Atlantic and Pacific coasts.
“If it’s a girl, let’s name her Flowery Cicada; if it’s a boy, Mr. Fitzbots.”
Olivia, dropping two of her many suggestions for her sibling’s name.
“Under no circumstances will I ever be pregnant again—period.”
Beni, suffering in the third of four miserable, bedridden months of severe nausea and vomiting due to pregnancy.
“We’ll know it’s a boy if the baby has peanuts.”
Olivia, getting an A in anatomy.
“I love being on stage. I wish I was always in a show.”
Olivia, who feels all the world’s her stage, discovering that the stage itself is out of this world during a dress rehearsal for her first dance recital.
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