True Story
True Story:
My daughter, who is seven, comes skipping out of her room with a stuffed baby Cookie Monster.
She dances it in front of her two-month-old brother's eyes and says in a high, falsetto voice:
I'm the Cookie Monster and I eat cookies. And guess what your soul is shaped like?
This is her idea of playing with her sibling.
I have trained her well. :)
posted by emeraldcite @ 4:29 PM
7 comments
7 Comments:
That is so funny! As they get older it will be okay for her to pick on her little brother all she wants, but if anyone else tries to . . .look out!
oh my god!!
that's hilarious!!!!
Oh... wow. That's way better than anything I tortured my little brother with!
And yet I am scared for my as-yet-unborn son... his brother just discovered "creatures and monsters" that lurk outside. Yikes.
Jeff: She will defeat any foe with her sharp wit and curly hair.
Anne: I couldn't stop laughing. The stuff she comes up with...
This is a zinger she came up with when she was three:
A squirrel is going to eat you. Because you're nuts!
Maybe there's standup in her future.
Christa: lol. Creatures, monsters. Hell, I grew up on Revenge of the Nerds and Return of the Living Dead. He'll be fine ;)
Congrats on the new one on the way! May the process go smoothly and with the minimum amount of pain...
Who knew such small packages could be such trouble!
My coffee! My keyboard! Omigawd!
lol. Thanks for stopping by, Bill!
I'll have to admit, I've learned to have a splash shield over my laptop after spilling an entire glass of Coke on it once.
I was surprised to find that after drying out, it still worked. It's been glitchy and I've had to swap the keyboard out, but a little work went a long way.
No more drinks near the thing... :)
*giggle*
Seven you say?
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