Last night Emaryn was driving me nuts. Leif had gotten into trouble for tearing up a phonics book, and she kept backing me up, telling him what I was going to do. She's always trying to act like she falls into the parent class of the family.
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She's always trying to act like she falls into the parent class of the family.
I wonder if that's an Oldest Kid trait. I certainly did it.
What? Why are you all staring?
WHEE!
Joe got a 3% raise and they are sooper dooper happy with him! Yay!
What is Em's title?
She's always trying to act like she falls into the parent class of the family.
I wonder if that's an Oldest Kid trait. I certainly did it.
I did it. To my older brother.
What is Em's title?
Her Royal Highness
Yay!
She's always trying to act like she falls into the parent class of the family.
When I was in the grocery store the other day, there were two children in a cart, one about 18 months and the other 3-4 years old. The older one was saying authoritatively, "Sit down, baby. You can't stand up in the cart."
Teppy, I am eating oatmeal right now, AIFG.
Joe got a 3% raise and they are sooper dooper happy with him! Yay!
Woo Hoo!!!
Oh and sj, I concur with Ple's assessment of your store managers jackwaddy aholeness. They're shitty people and you need to go work somewhere else. It's addition by subtraction if you leave there.
Thanks. Part of me is wondering if I could find something else in the next two days before I have to go back to work, so I can go in and give my notice. The only problem with that fantasy, is that it is January.
Does the Emmett-can't-say-it list involve liking George Bush? Or Celine Dion?
The first would never ever EVER happen. The second is only marginally more likely. The actual list, near as I can remember (whitefonted for those who don't feel the need to know exactly what 9-year-old boys consider hi-larious conversational gold): Poop, pooping, farting, snot, pee, and butts.
Heh. Right you are.