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May. 15th, 2007 10:23 pmOhh, it was SUCH a bad idea to let the girls come over here today. Holy fuck.
My poor dog. That's all I can say. I am the owner of the sweetest, most patient, lovable dog in the universe. Even while they were trying to ride her like a horse and brushing her coat the wrong way, she was still wonderful to the little demon girls. What a doll.
These two are such an interesting combination. The oldest is a hardcore tattletale, and the youngest is a total little punk, getting into everything humanly possible. Therefore, there's a lot of shrieking and hitting and assorted mayhem when they don't get along. Thankfully, the older one is relatively tolerant of her younger sister.
I really like the little brats, in spite of it all. But they certainly aren't doing much for my biological clock. In fact, I think every day I spend with them turns that particular clock back a year or so. By the end of the summer, I'll be pre-pubescent again. At least they're clever little scamps. I can't stand dumb kids.
Finished one slipper yesterday. It's fucking adorable. But I'm so awful with making things that come in pairs. I never want to do the second part. It's why I have yet to finish a pair of gloves. I'm a silly ho.
My poor dog. That's all I can say. I am the owner of the sweetest, most patient, lovable dog in the universe. Even while they were trying to ride her like a horse and brushing her coat the wrong way, she was still wonderful to the little demon girls. What a doll.
These two are such an interesting combination. The oldest is a hardcore tattletale, and the youngest is a total little punk, getting into everything humanly possible. Therefore, there's a lot of shrieking and hitting and assorted mayhem when they don't get along. Thankfully, the older one is relatively tolerant of her younger sister.
I really like the little brats, in spite of it all. But they certainly aren't doing much for my biological clock. In fact, I think every day I spend with them turns that particular clock back a year or so. By the end of the summer, I'll be pre-pubescent again. At least they're clever little scamps. I can't stand dumb kids.
Finished one slipper yesterday. It's fucking adorable. But I'm so awful with making things that come in pairs. I never want to do the second part. It's why I have yet to finish a pair of gloves. I'm a silly ho.
