this weekend was pretty rocking.
_i BRAKED (sorry caps lock) hard at a traffic light and a bag of butter toffee pretzels flew all over my car. now my car is sweet and sticky, just the way i like it. it’s like a snack food that takes me places.
_i was in an all female comedy show that went over really well. i grew a third ovary, i was so happy and proud with my sistren. those heavy flow days are going to be a monster.
conversation with another small one:
s.o.: bye bye!
me: bye bye!
s.o.: BYE BYE!!!
s.o.: BYE BYE!!!!!!!!!!
s.o.: BYE BYEEEEEEEEE!!! take care. ha ha ha. (going up the stairs)
s.o.: BYE BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. tak-uh car-uh!…hahahaha. BYE BYE. (waving)
s.o.: BUH BYE. ha ha ha. ha hah. BYE BYE BYE BYE BYE. takuh caruuuuhh. BYE.
me: bye! take care!
me: BYEEEEEEEEEEE (shrieking at this point and waving). TAKE CARE!!! (pointing at me as if i wasn’t sure who he was referring to) BYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE. HA HA HA HA HAH HAHAHAHAHA.
amazingly, it hasn’t gotten old.
_there is a moment after a child falls that you both sort of pause in confusion as to both of your next moves. luckily, this small one burst out cackling, and then i started cackling soon after. he is such a cackler, it makes me proud. there aren’t enough male cacklers in the world.