Millie, munching invisible goodies: Here, Mother. You may eat some of these cookies. They were only 21 dollars. Aren't you amazed?
(I certainly was.)
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Millie, holding a doll's bottle in one hand: Here, Mama, would you like a drink?
Me: Sure thing. (Sip, slurp, sip)
Millie, dancing and spinning in exultation: Aha! It's poison juice! It's poison juice!
Me, in death throes: Argnndsnoseilsi........Crash.
And then she had the gall to nudge me awake because
Annie wanted a turn at matricide.
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Nixie: Dis my beebee. I am mudder to my beebee.
Me: Isn't it fun to be a mother?
Nixie: Uh, yup. (pause) Woohoo!
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Here I sit, an electronic echo, with a concurring, "Uh, yup. Woohoo!"
so, so fun. i'm glad to share vicariously.
ReplyDeletemore, more, more! (stories, or children - whichever comes first.)
You are writing these down somewhere for posterity, right?? :D
ReplyDeleteThat is the purpose of this blog-- enduring electronic posterity-- at least until the worldwide computer crash hits...
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