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So for the holiday weekend Chris has been either upstairs on the PS3 or downstairs on the computer playing video games, and Karenna and Jude have been playing together outside, leaving me to find something to do.

Every once in a while Karenna has come into the house and begged me to pay attention to her, at which point, I put down the computer, and we find something to do.  She has gotten out paints, we have watched movies, etc.

Before we get too far however, I find that Jude and Karenna have scampered off to do cartwheels in the living room or to run across the neighborhood and I am left to cleanup what was supposed to be mother daughter time.

Fast-forward to this morning when Karenna decided that I spent too much time on the computer and should pay attention to her.  We decided on a Netflix movie, an animated movie in French with subtitles.  (She even yelled at me as I checked email while it loaded.)

Not 5 minutes into the movie, I noticed that she and Jude were fighting and that they each had a PS3 controller in their hands...

Me: Karenna, you're not watching the movie!
Karenna: Yuh-huh.
Me: What's that in your hands?
Karenna: I'm playing the game and watching.
Me: It's subtitled so you have to read. You can't just listen.
Karenna: I'm watching.
Me: No. [Turning the movie off.] I'm not going to hang out and be ignored again.  I'm going to find something else to do.
Karenna: No Wait! I'll watch with you.
Me: I've heard that before.  What part of my job of mommy means I have to spend time with you attention to you while you ignore me?  Why don't you ever do that to daddy?  Go get him out of his basement hole.
Karenna (begging): No! I don't want to play games with Jude.  I want to play with you.
Me:  I'm not angry and I'm not disappointed.  But if your going to just go play with your brother, just go play with your brother.  You are getting along, and that never happens.
Karenna: I don't want to play video games. Please don't make me play video games!
Me: You're just saying that because you think my feelings are hurt.  They are not.  You are just driving me crazy.  Really just go play with Jude.  Or daddy.
Jude: Karenna, mom doesn't want you. Play with me!
So for the holiday weekend Chris has been either upstairs on the PS3 or downstairs on the computer playing video games, and Karenna and Jude have been playing together outside, leaving me to find something to do.

Every once in a while Karenna has come into the house and begged me to pay attention to her, at which point, I put down the computer, and we find something to do.  She has gotten out paints, we have watched movies, etc.

Before we get too far however, I find that Jude and Karenna have scampered off to do cartwheels in the living room or to run across the neighborhood and I am left to cleanup what was supposed to be mother daughter time.

Fast-forward to this morning when Karenna decided that I spent too much time on the computer and should pay attention to her.  We decided on a Netflix movie, an animated movie in French with subtitles.  (She even yelled at me as I checked email while it loaded.)

Not 5 minutes into the movie, I noticed that she and Jude were fighting and that they each had a PS3 controller in their hands...

Me: Karenna, you're not watching the movie!
Karenna: Yuh-huh.
Me: What's that in your hands?
Karenna: I'm playing the game and watching.
Me: It's subtitled so you have to read. You can't just listen.
Karenna: I'm watching.
Me: No. [Turning the movie off.] I'm not going to hang out and be ignored again.  I'm going to find something else to do.
Karenna: No Wait! I'll watch with you.
Me: I've heard that before.  What part of my job of mommy means I have to spend time with you attention to you while you ignore me?  Why don't you ever do that to daddy?  Go get him out of his basement hole.
Karenna (begging): No! I don't want to play games with Jude.  I want to play with you.
Me:  I'm not angry and I'm not disappointed.  But if your going to just go play with your brother, just go play with your brother.  You are getting along, and that never happens.
Karenna: I don't want to play video games. Please don't make me play video games!
Me: You're just saying that because you think my feelings are hurt.  They are not.  You are just driving me crazy.  Really just go play with Jude.  Or daddy.
Jude: Karenna, mom doesn't want you. Play with me!

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Karenna: How do Santa's reindeer fly anyway?
Me: I don't know.
Karenna: I think I'll write a letter to Santa asking him.
Me: He might not tell you.
Karenna: Why not?
Me: What if the technology is patented?
Karenna: What does that mean?
Me: You get a patent when you have an idea and you don't want other people to copy you.
Karenna: I won't copy him.
Me: I know, but what if you told someone who did?

A little while after changing the subject to what the word tragedy means...
Karenna: So when my friend told the boy I liked what I like him, that was a tragedy.
Me: Why is it embarrassing to like someone?  Everybody has crushes. You shouldn't be embarrassed.  Look at Jude; he has a whole list of girls he has crushes on and he's not embarrassed.
Karenna: That's different.  He likes those girls, but they all like him back.  Even girls he doesn't know come up to him and say, 'You're cute'.
Me: Don't you think people like you?  A lot of people like you.
Karenna: Mom, can we please stop talking about this.
Me: Why?
Karenna: Because it's patented information.

It started with an action figure I made dance to Right Said Fred, then it evolved to calling everyone Fred.  Karenna was Fred and Jude was other Fred.  I told them it would be less confusing that way.  (A Monty Python/Hollywood Bowl reference, I know.)

Then the kids called us Fred. And we called their second cousins Fred.  Then Karenna's ballet friend was Fred.  Then Fred's cousin started hanging around--Chris named her Charlie.

Charlie pretended not to like this nickname.  She pretended to smack him.  She called him Snoozy.

But then she began summoning all the other neighborhood children over to get their new names.  Another girl that went to dance with Karenna and Charlie was named Ryan.  The third grader neighbor boy was now Shelly and his first grader brother was Hotshot Nancy.  And another one of Karenna's dance friends was Harold the chef because she liked to cook.

So when a friend from Karenna's first grade class (a mutual friend of Charlie) came to visit Karenna, it wasn't surprising that this happened:

Karenna's Friend: I heard that [neighbor known as Charlie] calls your dad Snoozy.
Karenna: Yeah, he calls her Charlie.
Karenna's Friend: He calls her Charlie?
Me (to Karenna's friend): Yeah, Chris and Charlie rename everyone.
Karenna (to her friend): They named you Crazy Eddie.

This story is from Karenna...

I went over and gave Jude a hug and kiss the other day.  And there was this other first grader girl who came up to me and was like, "Do you like him?"

I'm like, "Uh... he's my brother!"

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