Yeah, I sprecken

I am very fluent in the language of Whine-eese. It took me about a year to pick it up but I finally got the hang of it and have been interpreting it for about 7 years now, I think I could speak it just like a native if I wanted to. It's originates from a small tribe of pasty white smallish children in the Eastern Oregon region. They are a funny little group of ankle biting primates with a peculiar characteristic. They have a definite pecking order and routinely prey upon the adult members of their tribe to try to gain the chief position. To outsiders it's quite fascinating and sometimes hilarious.

Okay, I think I'm funny sometimes but seriously yesterday I cut out a dress for Ashlyn. Mary and Kaci are already set for fall with all the hand-me-downs but Ashy being the oldest girl is totally out of long sleeved dresses. Since yesterday was -spend 4 hours grocercy shopping when it only should have taken 1 hour but I had all the kids with me day- I thought today would be a great day for sewing her dress up and testing out my lube job (on my machine). Mary and Kaci wouldn't hear of such a thing.

Mary kept crying and whining all day and Kaci was a koala. Where ever I went she was attached to my leg. I felt like a human Kleenex all day with her grabbing me and rubbing her face all over me, not happy style- we're talking whining.

Then Mary fell on the steps and banged up her little limbs. She cried and cried until I looked it over and promised her it wasn't bleeding. She wiped her little face and then told me...

"Mom, oh no! I have cry in my eyebrows!"

Okay, that was cute.

Then they started playing puppies and Kaci was "lick" kissing and fetching and they were getting cuter.

Then they started playing like real friends and being totally cute. So today I got nothing but my dishes done and pre-heated the oven for Cody to throw in the fish and chips. I just want to play!

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