I spent this morning and part of the afternoon with my sister, Junior, and her three grandchildren. The grandchildren are all perfectly charming, enchanting little cherubs, a true blessing on humanity. No, really! We played some games, blew some bubbles, somebody walked around pantless after a successful trip to the potty. All in all more pleasant than usual around a 4 yo, 2 yo and infant. Infants are over-rated anyway. Sure, it's cool to have this tiny person, but let's face it; until you can support your own head, you have little to offer.
I did particularly enjoy my opportunity to boss the toddlers around. Pumice my feet! Light my cigarette! Eat that spider! It was better than making my mom cry over Scrabble.
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4 comments:
you are so funny!
and the little ones are a bit more fun when they are mobile and have some personality and some sass.
Hahaha! Always full of sunshine Ms. Jennifer!
Sunshine AND spiders, gypsy ;)
I think toddlers are always better because they seem a little less fragile...fragile things make me nervous.
As for your comment, I whole-heartedly agree with dancing in the attic...now if only I HAD one...
stupid california.
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