Bruce is a "Butt Man." It's fortunate for me, since if he were a "Boob Guy" or an "Abdominal Dude" he would be seriously disappointed. Anyway, he regularly smacks my hind end as he walks by, and I guess I'm used to it. What I'm not used to, however, is that my observant Kiki has adopted this same strange habit. Last night I was bent over loading the dishwasher, and as Kiki walked by she casually gave me a couple of "spanks" as she passed. It was funny. And creepy.
Kiki has become quite chatty. "Watch Spongebob?" she begs. And if I say no, she says, "Why, Mommy, why?" in her saddest voice. If I tell her she is naughty, she will argue, "Um...Nice." So whether she's drawn on the ottoman with a marker or spread Laughing Cow cheese on my french doors (both real examples) her ultimate defense is that she is "nice."
Kate has been sick. I feel bad- she is coughing and feverish. It's been a long 5 days full of crying and whining, and that's just me.
Mona 5th Ward primary families
9 months ago
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