At the park, watching daddy swing on the swings, hearing the raw metal from which the swing is suspended threatening to crumple at any moment:
"Daddy! You're making me nervous!"
One more:
Looking at a new outfit I bought her:
"Mommy, I love it! It's so adorable!"
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- stewbie2
- My name is Stephanie, but you may call me "stewbie." I live in the thriving metropolis of Houston, Tx., and from my loins have sprung two beautiful baby girls--Jenna and Claire. I'm not mean, but I am horribly sarcastic. I consider it a gift. I work full-time as Social Media expert/Digital Marketing director, edit on the side, and am usually at the gym or the theatre--pick one. Although I have a BA and MLA in Literature, I still use serial commas and sometimes, I use the semicolon incorrectly. Oh, and I also have a hairless cat. His name is "Tito."
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- Talking to myself
- Death becomes her
- Freak-ass dream
- Fo' Shizzle!
- Satan's helper
- Sibling stories
- Picture pages, picture pages...
- And the word of the day is...
- Talking to myself
- President's Day 2005!! Wooooo!
- I'm the next American Idol
- Conversations with Jenna
- Talking to myself
- Conversations with Jenna
- "The Tampon Show"
- Utensil-speak
- The produce section has just become a fun place
- Admittance
- Call off the search
- The male mind
- Pic 'o the day
- Of mice and men
- Pic 'o the day
- Conversations with Jenna
- I'm your Venus, I'm your fire...
- Talking to myself
- Some days are better than others
- In need of an exorcism
- I would rather scoop my eyes out with a spoon, tha...
- Go to sleep, already!
- Welcome to a new era
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2 comments:
How old is she?
She's 3.
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