(The Mighty Kymm--you'll not see nothing like!)


12 November

So yesterday morning Cynthia and Fran had to go to a funeral, as Fran's cousin had died, so they asked me to watch the kidlings in the morning. "Tell them not to wake me up!" I growled, but I knew that they would, and they did.

Fran tiptoed down at 8.30a and told me that they were leaving. The girls managed to retrain themselves for a whole hour before they tromped down to drag me from sleep.

BONNIE
(at the top of her robust little lungs)
Hello Miyo! Look, there's Miyo the kitty cat!

MOLLY
(whispering)
Shhh, don't wake up Kymmie!

ME
Too late.

As far as I am concerned, 9.30a is a completely unreal unjust and unfair time to have to get up on a Saturday, but certain children under five that I can mention disagree.

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So I got dressed and went upstairs and took them out to get breakfast at McDonald's.

When we arrived, Bonnie was so happy that she ran full-tilt into the wall, for absolutely no reason whatsoever. It was extremely entertaining--the shocked look on her face when she realized that running full-tilt into a wall for absolutely no reason whatsoever, hurts!

Don't think me hard-hearted, she wasn't really hurt, and honestly, it looked like something out of the Three Stooges. Also, these are not my children, so I don't have to break my heart every time they get a bump on their heads.

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We got our breakfasts and went home and they watched videos and I started the Entry That Took All Day.

At one point, Cynthia called.

CYNTHIA
Hi, it's me. Look, can you distract the children for a minute so that we can sneak inside and have a little alone time?

ME
How can I do that?

CYNTHIA
Take them downstairs to see the kitties!

KYMM
Do you really think that will work?

But it did! I said "Hey, let's go downstairs and say hello to the kitties!" and we did, and when we were down there, Cynthia called to tell me that they were up on the third floor, and then we went back up to the livingroom.

This is the sort of thing that you could only get away with with children of four and two--much older than that and they would find the whole thing to be extremely suspicious. That's one of the good thing about little kids, they are easy to trick. And they are funny when they run into walls.

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Gonna have to be more later, ducks, I gotta motor.

(little clock)

By the way, this is on PBS Monday night! I've been waiting for almost a year and a half, and it's gonna be on! Yay!

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Today's horoscope:
You can make changes to be more effective in reaching your goals. Analyze what you want and how you're pursuing it.

One year ago today:
Isn't my childlike faith in flu shots adorable, year after year when I just keep on being sick anyway?

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