{"id":213,"date":"2009-01-12T10:32:26","date_gmt":"2009-01-12T17:32:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.mynameisruby.com\/blog\/?p=213"},"modified":"2009-01-12T10:32:26","modified_gmt":"2009-01-12T17:32:26","slug":"recent-twitters-about-ruby-4","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.mynameisruby.com\/blog\/2009\/01\/recent-twitters-about-ruby-4\/","title":{"rendered":"Recent Twitters about Ruby"},"content":{"rendered":"

Here are family-related tweets from me, Steve, and Ruby from the past two months. <\/p>\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n\n
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Nov 14<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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With the witches. You play with them. Dring drong drong. You can play dring drong with those cards, yeah.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 14<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Witches play with it, not people. It’s allowed for witches because it’s not for ladies. Sorry, you can’t play with it.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 15<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate made an awesome hashbrown & bacon pizza for my birthday breakfast in bed!<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 16<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I just made awesome pumpkin biscuits stuffed with turkey, pineapple and peas, and I didn’t even use a recipe. Ruby helped with the cutting.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 16<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Thanks to Kate for a great birthday week! Next year, she has my permission to do nothing more than pizza and a sci-fi movie rental.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 18<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Had our flu shots today & Ruby was totally calm. My strategy of treating her like an adult & explaining it all ahead of time paid off.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 18<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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This image<\/a>, of Ruby’s choice and location for her toilet-training-reward-stamp, totally made my day.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 18<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby can now squeeze hard enough when she’s hugging that I need to ask her to ease up a bit.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 20<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby fell at the playground yesterday, and hasn’t really used her left hand since then. So, this morning Kate is taking her for x-rays.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 20<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Looks like Ruby has a broken wrist. \ud83d\ude41<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 20<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby actually has a broken radius (arm). Children’s is the only place around that’ll fix a 2.5 year old so we’re @ the ER.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 20<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby is her usual self and hardly minds the broken bone… it’s not being allowed to eat that she doesn’t like!<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 20<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Broken radius, love of spinach… she sure takes after her Papa!<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 20<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I’m Doctor Ruby. I fix guys. I fix women. I actually fix kids what have broken bones.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 20<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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The 2nd x-rays showed 2 broken bones, but they didn’t need to be moved or re-set. Ruby’s OK & in a splint<\/a>.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 21<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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She’s coming home, my friend. Ooong Goonggoong. She’s coming home because she’s all done with her day.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 23<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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It’s sticky-hand-fighting time!<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 25<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby got a cast put on today<\/a> (she’ll wear it for three weeks). Her bones are much more protected now.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 25<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Godzilla just walks on by.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 26<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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It’s time for moustaches! When moustaches are up on here, I have a moustache.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 27<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I’m thankful for when I used to be a grown-up.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 28<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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We could do… a tackling stretch!<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 29<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Besides supertaster test strips, I’ve never had anything in my mouth as bitter as rapini. Steve, on the other hand, ate the whole plate.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 30<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby did a great job cheering on the half marathoners. She shook her tambourine for 30 mins until her hand got sore, then switched to bells.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Nov 30<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Bought a whole crab at the grocery store to crack with Ruby for lunch. Also teaching her the difference between endo- and exoskeletons.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 3<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I’m in my M.I.A. house. I don’t get to see you ’cause I’m closing up the room.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 7<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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christmas tree day with kate and ruby. 6 ft noble fir from the boyscouts down the block. now we’re star-topper shopping.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 7<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby is beat-boxing in the back seat.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 9<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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My friend I married-she had an old house & she moved into a new house. Oong Goonggoong. She had a teeny tiny baby who came out of her tummy.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 10<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Zacharie I love you! Play with your toys gently. Play with them and don’t rip them. Hello. I love you! Kee-koo!<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 11<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Today (for the 1st time) I watched Ruby delay gratification, waiting > 10 min to eat an advent calendar chocolate, then eating it v. slowly.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 12<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I’m eating a spider. A ham spider. It has good flavors.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 13<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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The deposit is paid so it’s official: Ruby starts a 20-hr\/week montessori preschool on Jan 5. Earlier than we thought, but it’s a good time.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 15<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby’s up in Canada for a few days with her grandparents, having some pre-Christmas fun (baking, Santa, etc). I miss my afternoon nap cam.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 17<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby’s cast is off! She was a little skittish when the saw came out, but it took less than a minute to cut her cast off.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 18<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Left work early so that I could take Ruby sledding and it was TOTALLY AWESOME. Bonus points for ride-the-papa style and bouncing off fences.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 19<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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When I was a Zizzer-Zazzer-Zuzz<\/a>, I was real.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 19<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I’m Mickey the Pilot. My plane breaks. I fix it, yeah. Mickey the Pilot is a big girl.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 21<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby insisted that our snowman have a penis.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 21<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Spent 3 hours in the snow this morning: sledding, shoveling sidewalks, building snowman and snow fort\/tunnel. My reward: chili and beer!<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 22<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I’m painting my butt! I’m all painty.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 24<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I have a video of Johnny Cash in the snow. He likes the snow, yeah. I have a picture of him making a snowman.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 25<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Overheard @ Christmas dinner (my grandmother): “No way I’m putting those things up my nose. Some things I do, and some things I don’t.”<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 25<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Christmas is dying. When is Christmas done dying?<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 25<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I’m full of sugar and crumbs.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 30<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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At the Family Pancake House after a day of sledding @ the pass. Best run: triple decker (Steve, then me, & Ruby on top).<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Dec 31<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby had a friend over for a sleepover last night. We were awakened this morning by 2 toddlers riffing on “Twinkle Twinkle Little Star”.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 1<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Apparently the “surprise” part of the a Kinder Surprise can sometimes be a child throwing up in her bed. And then your bed.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 2<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Put Ruby’s fingerpainted artwork inside a fancy frame and it looks freakin’ awesome. Seriously, it’s perfect for our living room.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 4<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate and Ruby report excellent snowman conditions<\/a>.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 5<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby started her first day of every-day preschool today. It’s a brand-new class in a brand-new school and so far, it’s all girls.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 5<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Kate<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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When asked to name a favorite toy, Ruby said, “my hammer!” That’s my girl!<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 6<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I’m Ruby the Rancher. I’m going to the cornfield. I work with cows too. And I just worked with them in my room.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 6<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Steve<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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I find it very satisfying to walk around the house, turning off lights. And in other news, I’m totally turning into my father.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 8<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Once I had a musical butt. It was a long time ago.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 9<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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There’s a Ruby store. Where only Rubys can touch. It’s a toy store.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n

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Jan 12<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Ruby<\/p>\n<\/td>\n

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Where’s Oong Goonggoong? You might not know her. I love her. She likes peas. We both like peas.<\/p>\n<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/table>\n