1. Olivia Lee (babbling loudly in the back seat of the car): "DON'T BE RACIST, GOAT!"
Seriously, Goat. You have to chill on the goat power talk in front of the kid.
Olivia Lee (playing with toy hippos in the bathtub): Hippo is going for a walk.
Mama: Where is hippo going?
Olivia Lee: Hippo walking to the cafe.
Mama: What is hippo going to do there?
Olivia Lee (gleeful, grinning): Hippo likes to hang out! Hang out at the cafe!
Oh, please. It took them 9 seasons to cast a Black woman. Like they'd ever let a hippo hang out there. Goat and Friends: Rivaling one another for racist supremacy since 1994.
So, to encourage her to pursue her dreams, she is definitely wearing this for Halloween:
Bring on the Karo syrup, Elmer's glue, and patchouli. We've got us another novitiate!
4 comments:
This is what you get for teaching your kid to read! It's a slippery slope from the alphabet to racist goats to Spivak-inspired birthday parties. Unfortunately, I think we know what those cupcakes would look like.
No reading in my household; we are only learning the maths.
spivak kissed me at a party when i was an undergrad. no joke. wasn't hot.
I once wrote a Spivak a personal check, but that's not near as awesome is getting, uh, Spivaked. Details, please.
the story is far less interesting than the teaser. i helped organize a big spivakathon when i was a research asst. at UW and got to go to a fancy cocktail reception after her big talk. i closed the mutha out, and she hugged & cheek-kissed me as we parted. so, no, it wasn't as good as the time tippi hedren yelled at me in front of a full theater or when i farted on scalia, but it was o.k.
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