Dolce & Gabbana - Dole-chee and Ga-bon-nah.
Um.
CHAY CHAY CHAY
Alice and Olivia- Alice and Oh-liv-ee-ah
(people don't know how to say "Olivia"?)
I played Barbies with my nieces and nephew tonight (yes nephew!) I let S, age 6, play w some of my noncollectible one before dinner, so she wanted to come back afterwards. That accessory pack from Kay bee paid off! Tambourines and violins! P, also 6, came by and replied NOOOOOOOO! I hate Barbies! when asked to play. That lasted all of 5 minutes. K, age 2 1/2 came in and found my little toy collection including the religious tchotchkes. Then combed my hair with a Barbie. It was nice; I like people combing my hair. She also combed her hair with it , so I REALLY hope she doesn't have nits! Well, she's not in school yet. I am trying to avoid that until I have my own children.
It's fun yet odd to watch them play, as I can remember 1st grade. I remember the politics and the crushes. (note to B: including one on a certain ES, ahem). I remember likeing TWO boys and feeling guilty (maybe?) for liking two? Even then.
Even though K was having moments of super bratdom, it doesn't really bother me. I can say that not living with her 24/7. I'm usually the one who somewhat sympathizes with the crying kids. I was in the mall at 6pm on a hot Saturday watching a little Japanese boyin the middle of full meltdown. I felt bad for his mom, and after traipsing around upstate and the mall in the sun, I thought "I am so with you, kid."
Mmmm, ES! I got a letter the other day: high school reunion, this fall. Should I go???
Posted by: B on May 18, 2004 09:28 AMdo you need a beard?
Posted by: z on May 18, 2004 08:30 PM