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What the hell does that even mean?
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Thirdly … I really like my ears.
Fourthly … I leave you with a post I wrote last year right around this time because it’s fall and I’m staring at a billion leaves in our yard and chances are, today is going to be full of deja vu. Chock full.
What the hell does that mean?
Who invents these words anyway?
Happy Sunday, everyone!
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With enough practice, I’m going to get this down to under two minutes
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Helena?
Helena, where are you?
Are you outside?
Helena, you need to come inside now.
Helena! I mean it!
Where are you?
Are you out here?
Helena, are you in there?
OH MY GOD (shrieking)
That better be you under there or I will freak out right now.
You need to come inside now.
Right now!
What do you mean, you can’t?
Did you break your legs when I wasn’t looking?
Then you can come inside.
No, not later. Right now!
Two minutes.
That’s it.
Because it’s cold, it’s wet, it’s getting dark, we’re going to eat soon …
Wait a minute. I do not have to explain myself to you.
Because it’s the law.
Because I said so.
Because.
I’m sorry you feel that way, because I love you to pieces.
You have one minute left.
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(one minute later)
HELENA!
Are you still out here?
HELENA CHAMBERLAIN, ARE YOU STILL UNDER THERE?
I can hear you breathing.
Fine.
Don’t come running to me if you suffocate or freeze to death, I don’t want to hear about it.
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(one minute later)
YOU ARE COMING IN THIS HOUSE, EVEN IF I HAVE TO JUMP IN THERE TO GET YOU.
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(one minute later)
I am not jumping in there to get you.
Because.
It’s wet, it’s cold and I’m almost positive there’s a bug somewhere in there.
OH MY GOD, DON’T TOUCH IT! (shrieking)
That’s not funny, Helena.
Fine.
Go head and freeze.
Have fun.
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(five minutes later)
Who wants brownies?
And ice cream?
I thought so.
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4 thoughts on “Sunday regurgitation: Is there such a thing as a twelfthly?”
Thanks for the smile, it’s a great post. :o)
I love leaves! And you gave me quite the giggle…SITS sent me by, and I’m glad they did!
Orange You Glad I Didn’t Say “Banana?”
HA! Too funny! Ice cream would have totally worked for me, too. I’m glad you like your ears. I’m rather fond of my nose. Just say’n.
as with any kid (or husband like me!), you just need the right motivation.
Stan at Scrappers Workshop
http://www.scrappersworkshop.com