Posts By Smacksy

SmacksyLisa Rae Page Rosenberg is a survivor of 16 years in the television business. She worked, by turns, as a writer, director, producer, casting associate, and the gal who gets everybody’s Starbucks order. Later, she spent time as a counselor at an outpatient program for adorable teens with un-adorable psych and addiction issues. Working in the orbit of actors, rock stars, comedians, and teenagers prepared her for a current gig as the stay-at-home mother of a pre-schooler named Bob. Lisa writes a family humor blog called Smacksy and on occasion, enjoys talking about herself in the third person.

Playing by the Non-Rules

“Bob I don’t think you can hold the puck like that and move it around with your thing.” “Yeah you can. I read the rules.” “It says you can do that in the rules?” “No, but it doesn’t say you can’t.”
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Jetlagging

“So, Bob? Dad leaves China tomorrow night, but gets back tomorrow morning.” “Whoa. That’s weird. Like coming back from the future.” “Yeah. He’s going to be pretty tired.” “But when he gets back from someplace he feels better really fast… unlike you.” “What do you mean?” “You came back from New York that time which…
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Thankful Tree

I am thankful for… food my house myself trees phones teacher adam shcool dad soccer mom paper books friends my derpy stuff “This a great list, Bob. What’s that last one mean? ‘Derpy stuff’?’ “It means cruddy stuff.” “What cruddy stuff are we talking about?” “I don’t know. I heard someone say it at school.”
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Oh Dear, Santa

“Mom? I’m putting those new Minecraft Legos on my Christmas list.” “But, remember? Those new ones don’t come out until next year.” “I’m not worried. I’m sure Santa has connections.”
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The Short List

“Guess what, Mom? I’ve decided that now is a good time to make my Christmas list.” “Oh, okay.” “I’m not asking for a lot though.” “All right.” “Mom? How do you spell computer?”
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Civics

“Mom? Are you voting for president today?” “No. These are mid-term elections. We have two more years before we vote for a new president.” “Have you ever met a president?” “Kind of. About twenty years ago, I was waiting for an elevator in an office building in Beverly Hills. When the elevator doors opened, inside…
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Sillies

“Mom! Mom!” “What are you laughing at, crazy pants?” “I can’t… breathe! I’m laughing… too… much!” “You’re getting a little hysterical.” “Ah ha ha ha! Hey, Dad! Mom says I’m historical! Like George Washington!” “That is actually not what I said.” “Ha ha ha ha! I’m  historical! I’m historical! I chopped down a cherry tree!”
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Priorities

“So, Mom? Instead of an allowance, can I just buy three songs on iTunes every week?” “I don’t think you should spend your whole allowance every week. Let’s just do one song. At some point you might want the money you’ve saved for something else.” “I doubt it. Music is my life. Music and soccer….
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The Carve

“Hey, Mom? Should we carve the pumpkins soon?’ “I think we should wait until closer to Halloween. It’s been so hot, if we carve them too early they’ll get all moldy.” “Yeah but the black furry stuff is the scary part!”
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Science-y

“Mom? Last night I had a dream I was with Albert Einstein and he was showing me a wormhole.” “Wow. Really?” “Yeah. I think I had that dream because the thing I’m best at drawing at is wormholes. Well, wormholes and ice cream cones.”  
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