Towne Family Blog

I can tell Liam to turn off the television constantly, but he rarely listens. The other day, he decided that he was going to watch a cartoon. I told him to turn the television off over and over.

When I went into the dining room, he walks back into the living room, turns the television on, walks over to the couch, sits down and just starts watching, like I never said a word.

While sitting down with some other parents, Helena came over to Dalen and I and asked us "Do you know why my tummy is so big?"

"Because I have to go poop!"

The list of things I threw into the toilet today after I went to the bathroom but before I flushed.

• A toy hammer
• A toy dinosaur
• A toy turtle
• A toy mirror
  
• Tampons
• Daddy's razor and shaving brush
• 4 toothbrushes
• A bottle of powder
• My underpants
• My shorts

And then daddy wouldn't read me any stories at nap time.

Dalen called the house during our walk to see if we wanted to meet her in Edina for lunch. She had to spend the day at school setting up her room. Helena dialed the phone today (with me reading off the phone number) to call Dalen.

Dalen answered the phone with a "Hello?" and Helena, a little nervous, mumbled something unintelligible. I couldn't understand what she said, and I was right next to her. As comfortable as she is around other kids (she frequently asks kids that she doesn't know "Do you want to be my friend?"), she is terrible around adults and on the phone.

Luckily, Dalen figured out it was Helena, so she said "Helena!". After that, Helena was fine, telling mom what she did today with Dad and Liam (lily pads, flowers, ducks, echos under a bridge, climbing on the big letters at the Walker Library).

I asked Helena to find out where Dalen wanted to go out for lunch, and Helena took care of the rest. She even figured out what door to pick up Dalen at. Good job, Punky...I may never have to talk on the phone again.

Helena: "Dad, a crocadile bit Chubby's tail and his weenie"

Dad: "Oh, that's not good"

Helena: "Yeah, his tail and his weenie"

Dad: "That had to hurt"

Helena: "Yeah, that really hurt"

Since Helena forgot to bring her beloved Chubby Bear to the Rumppe's cabin, she came up with "Pretend Chubby" to help her along. Now Pretend Chubby is part of the daily routine.

Everytime she gets into my car, she even buckles the bear up so that "he doesn't go through the window".

We're all going to Hell, but because of the Internet, I know exactly where I will be headed:

Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis

You approach Satan's wretched city where you behold a wide plain surrounded by iron walls. Before you are fields full of distress and torment terrible. Burning tombs are littered about the landscape. Inside these flaming sepulchers suffer the heretics, failing to believe in God and the afterlife, who make themselves audible by doleful sighs. You will join the wicked that lie here, and will be offered no respite. The three infernal Furies stained with blood, with limbs of women and hair of serpents, dwell in this circle of Hell.

Here is how you matched up against all the levels:

Level	Who are sent there?	Score
Purgatory	Repenting Believers	Very Low
Level 1 - Limbo	Virtuous Non-Believers	Moderate
Level 2	Lustful	High
Level 3	Gluttonous	High
Level 4	Prodigal and Avaricious	Very Low
Level 5	Wrathful and Gloomy	Moderate
Level 6 - City of Dis	Heretics	Very High
Level 7	Violent	Moderate
Level 8 - Malebolge	Fraudulent, Malicious	Moderate
Level 9 - Cocytus	Treacherous	Moderate