Category: Wee Niblet

  • Twelve Moments of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY TWELVE

    Twelve Moments of Summer with My Twelve-Year-Old: DAY TWELVE

    On the twelfth day of Summer(mas), my middle schooler gave to me: twelve plushies thrumming —————— We can trace it through the generations: the impulse towards creative expression. Paco’s paternal grandmother is an artist, a painter.   Paco’s paternal grandfather is an architect, a photographer.   Paco’s maternal grandmother is a hand quilter, a stitcher.  …

  • Casting Your Vote in 2048

    In about forty years, if you start seeing lawn signs in your neighborhood touting “Wee Niblet for President,” I urge you to slow down your hover vehicle and take note. In Wee Niblet, you’d have a president who could work both sides of the Target Halloween clearance aisle, who could stabilize the economy (“One dollar,…

  • Famous First Words

    “Famous First Words” (photo: Jay Johnson) The owner of these feet jumped into my bed this morning, had a little cuddle, and then uttered the household’s First Words of the Day: “I have dried boogers in my nose. You need to get them out.” If, like the gypsies of Romania, you are a superstitious person…