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Apr. 18th, 2005 09:00 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
spokeAnd now I shall inflict upon you all: Aunty Babble!
The world is a better place for this. Really. ;p
Memories out of the dizzy spinningness of an Aunty on too little sleep will be: Having to protect the birthday cake from Ashlin, who kept saying 'Cake!' and 'Want!' and attempting to pull it down - only to have it turn out she didn't like the cake. Augh! XD
Noticing that Nathaniel has actually gained a couple of inches on Michelle - only after she told her Grandpa that she's 7 now, whereupon Nathaniel tells us he is 6! 6 now and taller than 'shelle! :D And he jumps up and down, gleefully repeating, 'I'm taller I'm taller!' XD Yeah, still with the competing there. And it's no wonder he's taller, he's a vacumn cleaner when it comes to food - everyone else was just starting on thier cake and ice cream and his was already gone. O.o;;; I don't understand how she keeps any food in that child.
Michelle ever so patiently waiting for Mommy to rescue her new doll from its incredibly complicated prison of a box it came in. And laughing when Mommy thought she broke the doll's feet off, because she knew those were supposed to come off - she has another doll like it. :P
My sister eating her cake while I held Ashlin in my lap, protecting her from Nathaniel's new remote-control car. <.< She just climbed up there, and she was cooing at the car and laughing? But Sis warned me that if I put her down she'd start crying, as she is afraid of cars like that. >.>
Sitting on the front steps while they played in the yard, and Sis catching us up on things. And telling me a story I had not heard before :
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Why She Does Not Wash Mouths Out With Soap Anymore, But Must Use Tabasco Sauce. (I love how she told me this, can you tell? ^^)
Paraphrasing as best I can : "Oh wow, I haven't told you about that? Okay! So, a little while back (and my little while backs could be a few months or even a year, you know *waves hand*)
Anyway, a little while back Jonathan comes up to me. And he says, "Mommy, I said a bad word." And I knew I was being had. I knew it, because he was telling on himself? ( And here she makes a O.o face) So I just kind of stared. And after a moment, I asked him did he just tell me he said a bad word? And he says it again.
And I know I'm being had, I just can't figure out how.
So I ask him what word he said, and he tells me, and yes it was a bad one. So I try to think for a minute, and then I tell him, "Well, you know I'm going to have to wash your mouth out with soap." And he nods, "Uhuh" (and she says that in this eager/happy tone) And I'm thinking, oookaay. So being had. But I got the soap, and washed his mouth out. (determined-Mommy face)
And you know, it has to have been awhile because he was still staying Tantiel instead of Nathaniel? But he runs off, yelling "Tantiel, I can blow bubbles now!" (complete with mimicing Jonathan's :D face) So, now I have to use tabasco sauce. You can't blow bubbles with tabasco sauce. ^^;
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Do my nieces and nephews not rock? ^_^
The world is a better place for this. Really. ;p
Memories out of the dizzy spinningness of an Aunty on too little sleep will be: Having to protect the birthday cake from Ashlin, who kept saying 'Cake!' and 'Want!' and attempting to pull it down - only to have it turn out she didn't like the cake. Augh! XD
Noticing that Nathaniel has actually gained a couple of inches on Michelle - only after she told her Grandpa that she's 7 now, whereupon Nathaniel tells us he is 6! 6 now and taller than 'shelle! :D And he jumps up and down, gleefully repeating, 'I'm taller I'm taller!' XD Yeah, still with the competing there. And it's no wonder he's taller, he's a vacumn cleaner when it comes to food - everyone else was just starting on thier cake and ice cream and his was already gone. O.o;;; I don't understand how she keeps any food in that child.
Michelle ever so patiently waiting for Mommy to rescue her new doll from its incredibly complicated prison of a box it came in. And laughing when Mommy thought she broke the doll's feet off, because she knew those were supposed to come off - she has another doll like it. :P
My sister eating her cake while I held Ashlin in my lap, protecting her from Nathaniel's new remote-control car. <.< She just climbed up there, and she was cooing at the car and laughing? But Sis warned me that if I put her down she'd start crying, as she is afraid of cars like that. >.>
Sitting on the front steps while they played in the yard, and Sis catching us up on things. And telling me a story I had not heard before :
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Why She Does Not Wash Mouths Out With Soap Anymore, But Must Use Tabasco Sauce. (I love how she told me this, can you tell? ^^)
Paraphrasing as best I can : "Oh wow, I haven't told you about that? Okay! So, a little while back (and my little while backs could be a few months or even a year, you know *waves hand*)
Anyway, a little while back Jonathan comes up to me. And he says, "Mommy, I said a bad word." And I knew I was being had. I knew it, because he was telling on himself? ( And here she makes a O.o face) So I just kind of stared. And after a moment, I asked him did he just tell me he said a bad word? And he says it again.
And I know I'm being had, I just can't figure out how.
So I ask him what word he said, and he tells me, and yes it was a bad one. So I try to think for a minute, and then I tell him, "Well, you know I'm going to have to wash your mouth out with soap." And he nods, "Uhuh" (and she says that in this eager/happy tone) And I'm thinking, oookaay. So being had. But I got the soap, and washed his mouth out. (determined-Mommy face)
And you know, it has to have been awhile because he was still staying Tantiel instead of Nathaniel? But he runs off, yelling "Tantiel, I can blow bubbles now!" (complete with mimicing Jonathan's :D face) So, now I have to use tabasco sauce. You can't blow bubbles with tabasco sauce. ^^;
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Do my nieces and nephews not rock? ^_^
