Reasons I LOVE The Nooze, Part 2136

While I do not aim to be the Next Greatest Mommy Blogger (that would be Crystal, y'all...), I love to brag on my kid every now and then. She is tweaked, warped, neurotic. Five minutes with either of her parents should be all you need to understand her. Perhaps less.

On top of reading at an 'end of second grade' level (she's in quarter 2 in 1st grade), The Nooze loves to write. The inability to spell large words does not deter her. She spells phonetically, and writes random discussions and letters to everyone. Her current target is Tiff, whom she loves deeply...because she is cool, funny, and likes cats.

At the present time, The Nooze has somewhere in the realm of eight diaries/journals laying around the house. I read them every chance I get. For those who will argue about 'the right to privacy', let me stop you here. She begs me to read her stuff.

For the record, begging really isn't necessary. I am transcribing her latest entry below. I would have simply scanned it, but The Nooze writes in LARGE, uneven font. As a result, this entry takes up a whopping five pages in her little flower covered journal.

Without further delay, I present you with The Nooze's list:

Resapes noone shuld evr ete (her version of 'Things I do not recommend')

1. kechup, thro up + piculs
2. flem + 7 up
3. car, mal box, a clock + old diper
4. ugyens, flawer and a tv

She also has drawn a picture of a toilet in the middle of the list.

I don't know about you, but this list pretty much cures any 'After Thanksgiving Throw Down' meal I was contemplating!