All the respect I deserve
Katy Barzedor proclaimed this to be so at 10:30 PM
Thursday, February 02, 2006
Previously on the Cotillion
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- I'm ready for my closeup, Mr. DeMille
- Humpty dance (warning: incoherent)
- No wonder he was lonely
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18 of you felt the overwhelming need to say somethin':
Fruit don't fall too far from the tree, do it? :)
I remember when my nephew was about 5 (he turns 21 this year as well!) - the teacher had them tell stories and she wrote their story down VERBATIM. Aaron's was a harrowing tale of pirates and walking the plank and then the hero went OFF the plank and he "swimmed and swimmed and swimmed".
I said, 'That's a great story, honey! Very well done! But you know, it should have been "Swam" right?'
'That's what I told her!' he insisted, 'but she writted it down that way anyway!'
Oh..and my nephew has also never said he was going to poke my eyes out with knitting needles...that's just too adorable for words.
That's quite a harrowing family portrait you paint there, Auntie Bucky. Yours is funny, too, Jim. We must all be nostalgic for childhood tonight. I posted some pix from the daycare across the hall.
I seldom take kids threats seriously. Perhaps I should?
Clearly, the child has your artistic abilities. ;)
Knitting needles, huh? I don't remember that story. She is quite a character, though. Probably was supposed to be your child but your sister-in-law was nice enough to have her and raise her for you.
This is really disturbing, though.
Did you save the drawing? I have lotsa stuff Kris' kids have drawn for me.
Your neice sounds um, sweet.
Seriously, I woke up this morning thinking about this. Now, tell me, did little Lizzie Bord-- I mean, little Rachel know about your light sensitivity and your migraines? If so, maybe it was an attempt at expressing empathy, rather than a sign that you'll be talking to her through a glass booth someday. heheeee
Poop. I'm at work and can't listen yet, but listen I shall...hopefully at lunch!
If I may -- Mr. B -- one word -- HEADPHONES.
AWESOME.
My Princess used to always demand that Steve "Take your head off, TAKE IT OFF".
I finally realized she wanted him to remove his head, since he is already dead to recite Shakepearean quotations, because no animal or man can scream like he can with the fury of his recitations.
She ever watch a movie where it was cool to have knitting needles in someones eyes??
Hey, Im trying here, work with me.
Man, you're like, the multi-media blogger. I bow to your tech-no-logical skeelz.
hey, she knew what knitting needles were! That's awesome! Did I miss the point of that story somehow? ;)
Ha! I finally heard it and that's great! Must be niece day in the bloggosphere.
I don't think the boss man will let me have head phones...but actually 1/3 The Angels is going to try and get some for us. Cross your fingas!
Wow! I knew it... I just KNEW it! All those years I resisted learning how to knit, just going with my gut-level dislike of tedium; then come to find out all along it's a very dangerous activity, shown to encourage violence in children, and should be avoided. Thank you Bucky for shedding light on this controversial hobby.
I told this story to a guy at work. He told about some very young, maybe four, female relative of his who wanted a cookie. He wouldn't give her one. A little while later he realized she was standing behind him. Then she said, "I could take a gun and kill you and nobody would know that I did it." Um, I'd never sleep around that one ever again. :-)
So, your eyes still intact? No knitting needle incidents to report?
You're NOT old, BTW--just so's you know...
Knitting needles and eyes in the same sentence gives me the shivers. A bit too much tv viewing is giving her ideas I would say.
My Youngest Son turns 21 this year. Age has a way of creeping up on us, that's for sure.
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