huge mess

The picture above is my neice, Melear is 5. My nephew, Preston, is 3. I devised a game to keep them quiet. It's called tattle on the baby (whoever sleeps first) and win. Preston keeps winning.

1.

Preston: Melear fell asleep!
Melear: No! No! I'M AWAKE! Preston!
Preston: Uncle, she's asleep! Wake up Melear!
Melear: Stop it.
Preston keeps laughing obnoxiously

2.

Preston: Melear wake up! Uncle she's sleeping.
Me: Yay, you win!
Melear: Preston, you liar! Stop it.
Preston: You're awake!
Preston continues laughing.

3.

Melear: Preston's sleeping.
Preston: No, I'm awake.
Melear is mad.

chaps and poems

It seems most blogs have been updated with new skins. It's all fresh & funk. The past week has been good to me. I'll blog more about it in a bit.

I also got two chaps. Hoss sent me this cool chap that was neatly assembled. This, too, was gorgeous (thanks Debbie). I forgot all about it which made it, like, a belated bday gift. There's also a new poem up here which was inspired by Helene's postcard poem to Joseph.

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