I'm moblogging today. I think. Just a quickie. Overheard while Viva was trying to distract Cily from crying (teething, teething, OH THE PAIN): Viva [singing energetically]: Oh Celia my Celia Lou, how much I do love you, you're smarter than a monkey, smarter than a sock, you're smarter than my mom who's an astroNAUT... I think I'm an astroNOT. And I'm pleased that Viva thinks her sister is smarter than a piece of clothing. |
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Keep writing that cute stuff down. You'll cherish it later... and marvel at how it changes and develops.
I'd like to think we're ALL smarter than socks but there are somedays I wonder about myself... *Sigh* I'm certainly glad for the weekend.
I am clearly not smarter than a sock because I didn't even respond to your comment until now, days later. Good heavens, I am ruder than a sock!
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