Goober got it…goober got it. Mom, I really like that song, “Goober Got it”.
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| — | Pablo, 8 (singing to tune of Adele’s “Rumor Has It”) |
Material
I volunteered in Doodles’ Kindergarten classroom today. It’s always a fountain of writing material. Apropos of nothing, a friendly girl walked up to the table I was working at with Doodles. This is a transcript of our conversation.
Kindergarten Girl: I’m allergic to orange juice…and eggs. Volunteer Jefe: Oh, I’m sorry, but I’ll be sure to never bring those to your classroom. Girl: I’m also allergic to sandwiches. Jefe: Whoa, that’s too bad. Girl: Well, I’m not allergic to them. I just don’t like the way they smell. Jefe: Have you tried eating one? Girl: If I did I would have to go into the bathroom and spit it out like this…(mimics vomiting)
I want to eat the Fat Life for breakfast.
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Doodles talking about Oatmeal Squares. I told him what they’re called, but said I got his point. He replied, “I was going to say Fat Cinnamon Life.” Which I thought sounded like a Weird Al parody of a Third Eye Blind song from the 90s. |
When Sam and I grow up, Sam’s going to be a rock band person and I’m going to be a normal person. But I might be the President because they make all the money.
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| — | Pablo, freshly inspired by the Presidential address and his set of President collector cards. (see photo, next) |
Yes, my former (I.O. West) and now current (Sahmmy.com) colleague writes about using improvisational techniques as a parent. And it’s worth read. Yes, and. See what I did there?
I’ve performed, taught, and directed improv for a long ass time, both in Chicago and LA. I thought my improv muscles would never be used again when I became a parent but actually, I use those skills every day.
I started writing a book Improv for Parents and here is an excerpt. Let me know if it…
