Nobody died! [or, Liz and the kids survived Time Alone]
around these parts:
The Coco Roos and Captain Crunch mix is the breakfast of champions
Listening to "Bum Bum" and "Beep Beep" are the favorite past times
Legos can be found everywhere -including the bottom of your foot
Being three is kind of like playing Calving Ball. You get to call all the shots... because you are little
Overheard: [a small taste of the forever entertaining conversations]
"Um, Liz?" (after violent shooting noises)
"Yes?"
"Now you are glued to that couch and you can't even move."
"Ever?"
"Ever. Not even your hands."
[A pondering pause.]
"Except, if you have to go to the bathroom, then you can move."
. . .
"Hey Buster, no feet in the hair."
"But that's what big guys do."
"What?"
"Stick their feet in Liz's hair. And I am the tallest man in the world, so I have to stick my feet in your hair."
"I think it's nap time for the tallest man in the world."
"NO! Wait. When I sleep, I grow taller."
"Good plan."
. . .
[we were learning a new game: blind man's bluff]
"And, Liz?"
"Yes, George the 5th?"
"Can I give you a hug before you blindfold me?"
"Yes, silly, of course you can!"
. . .
"Does pee dry?"
"Yes, Underdog, it does."
"It DOES?! How???" [much astonishment]
"Kind of like water."
"But pee is not water. Pee is different. Isn't it?"
"Yes, pee is different than water."
"Ok, but I am an Indian."
. . .
"Liz, Daddy and me are secret buddies."
"Yes, you are."
"But you and me are fighting buddies."
"Ok then."
. . .
"My butt hurts."
"How come?"
"I don't know. Maybe I pooped one out with spikes on it!"
"Uh..."
In the end, I still love kids, and I'm pretty sure they still like me too.
But. I am glad to be able to give them back.
Maybe I can just be an auntie forever?
(Ps. I have had the Michael Finnigan song stuck in my head for 3 days now)
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