| Thursday, June 22, 2006 |
| No sooner said |
Mama. That's right. After having written that last blog entry yesterday, Scooby said the magic word. She was standing at the base of the chair I was sitting in and wanting up. I said "Mama?", she nodded her head and repeated, "Mama". Just like that.
Perhaps if I write about it in my blog, it will be so! Yeah, if only that were true.
"My husband is a prince, my husband is a prince, my husband is a prince..."
I'll let you know how that turns out.
*Tip: Holding your breath for extended periods of time may lead to brain damage. Don't do it. |
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| Wednesday, June 21, 2006 |
| Mama, you're my everything |
My youngest, Scooby, is definitely a mama's girl. Wherever I am, that's where she wants to be. Particularly since I carry around the milk jugs on the front of my body. Yes, that's right, I'm still nursing her at 14 months, a day I never thought I'd see. And I can't say right now if that's a good thing or a bad thing.
But as important as I obviously am to this small child, she refuses to say my name. "Thank you" - check. "Yeah" - check. Siblings names - check. "Mama" - no fucking way. She's not a stupid baby. She's just stubborn as all hell. I can even get her on a roll repeating the things I say. We're working on "more" and "out" (of the high chair) for example, but when I roll around to Mama, she starts looking at other things in the room and pretending that we weren't just having a conversation right now.
Little shit.
I should start withholding the boob until she acts right. But, of course, that doesn't even work on her father, so I'm probably best to not go there. |
| posted by *******DIANE******* @ 11:53 AM |
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Stanky is big on prayers. Many a night our dinner is parlayed while we wait for Stank to pray over our meal. Tonight's prayer was not unique, by any means.
Stanky: "Dear God, thank you for our food tonight. I love you. You are sooo sweet and nice and kind. Thank you for all of your kindness. Amen."
In keeping with the theory that God is a man, it always helps to boost that ego when saying ones dinner prayers, wouldn't you agree? |
| posted by *******DIANE******* @ 12:23 AM |
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| Monday, June 19, 2006 |
| Off to an incredible start |
Ok, that's a bit of an embellishment. I'm not exactly bursting with new blogging material. But, I swear, I am going to try my level best to put up a consistent, if not entertaining, blog this time. Really.
The fact that I am regularly attending the gym again should lead to some good blog fodder, if nothing else. And the children in my life are a constant source of entertainment. It's only fair that I share.
And, listen up folks, I am a huge, HUGE reality tv fan. Is there any better snark material available in the world today than reality tv? Current political leaders aside.
I'll be back when I have something interesting to say. Or tomorrow. Whichever comes first. |
| posted by *******DIANE******* @ 12:56 PM |
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| Testing, testing |
| This is a random, sample post. More fascinating verbage to follow. /test |
| posted by *******DIANE******* @ 12:01 PM |
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Name: *******DIANE*******
Home: California
About Me:100 Things
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Pokeboy = 15 y/o son
Queenie = 11 y/o daughter
Stanky = 6 y/o daughter
Scooby = 2 y/o daughter
Bookem = STB Ex-Husband
Moody = 16 y/o step-daughter
Pinky = 5 lb furball
Java = Boxer-mix rescue
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