I can't keep up with all the little things that Mim does that either make me howl with laughter, or despair.
A week ago, she went running down the hallway towards her bedroom. M was standing near the doorway and held out his hands for a cuddle. She stopped dead in front of him and sighed "I can't deal with this at the moment" and raced into her room. M just turned and looked at me with a "What the ...!" look!
This morning I was getting the girls ready for school. I told Mim to wait at her table whilst Caitlin was buttering her toast. " I can't wait forever!" was the response.
Monday evening 8.30pm, I'd been downstairs on the computer with Mim. She then headed upstairs. I proceeded to turn off the computer and followed her up 5 minutes later. There was no noise from upstairs, usually she sits in front of the TV. So I peered into her bedroom. There was a body under the doona, with the covers pulled all the way up. My Goodness, I thought, she's put herself to bed at only 8.30! I crept in and slowly peeled the covers back. This wicked grin looked back at me as she tried to hide the now opened packet of snakes, that until 5 minutes before had lived on the top shelf of the cupboard! Half of them were missing.
Mim loves the dog. The dog can be ambivalent about Mim, he sometimes even gets the shakes when she approaches him. After all, there's only so much being dragged around by your collar and being forced to sit on her lap that one can take. So, we were very surprised one morning to find this:
As soon as she started stirring, he was out of there - and she was none the wiser!
A week ago, she went running down the hallway towards her bedroom. M was standing near the doorway and held out his hands for a cuddle. She stopped dead in front of him and sighed "I can't deal with this at the moment" and raced into her room. M just turned and looked at me with a "What the ...!" look!
This morning I was getting the girls ready for school. I told Mim to wait at her table whilst Caitlin was buttering her toast. " I can't wait forever!" was the response.
Monday evening 8.30pm, I'd been downstairs on the computer with Mim. She then headed upstairs. I proceeded to turn off the computer and followed her up 5 minutes later. There was no noise from upstairs, usually she sits in front of the TV. So I peered into her bedroom. There was a body under the doona, with the covers pulled all the way up. My Goodness, I thought, she's put herself to bed at only 8.30! I crept in and slowly peeled the covers back. This wicked grin looked back at me as she tried to hide the now opened packet of snakes, that until 5 minutes before had lived on the top shelf of the cupboard! Half of them were missing.
Mim loves the dog. The dog can be ambivalent about Mim, he sometimes even gets the shakes when she approaches him. After all, there's only so much being dragged around by your collar and being forced to sit on her lap that one can take. So, we were very surprised one morning to find this:
As soon as she started stirring, he was out of there - and she was none the wiser!
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