10-12-2005, 01:45 AM
My Goddaughter is entirely to girly. She loves Dora the Explorer. And this Maya and Miguel show on PBS. And she is absolutely horrified if I mention how much fun it would be to launch one of her dolls from a catapult.
Hrm. This is going to be a shameful admission... I am no longer sure of her age. Three or four now? She doesn't act like it. She acts very much like a little adult. She doesn't like kids her own age. They annoy her. Or as she says "Dey ware wetawdwed." She knows how to read and she is not even in school yet... Mostly due to my efforts.
And she is amazing in the kitchen. She knows how to use a measuring cup. She knows the difference between a teaspoon and a quarter teaspoon. She knows how to section butter. She knows how to make pancakes. All by her self. She can make the batter, pour, flip, and serve.
But I wish I had a boy around to play trucks with. DeeBye, you are a lucky man. If I bought her something like that... She would call me "wetawdwed."
And Shadow, firetrucks? Don't through those out! Save them for grandkids!
Hrm. This is going to be a shameful admission... I am no longer sure of her age. Three or four now? She doesn't act like it. She acts very much like a little adult. She doesn't like kids her own age. They annoy her. Or as she says "Dey ware wetawdwed." She knows how to read and she is not even in school yet... Mostly due to my efforts.
And she is amazing in the kitchen. She knows how to use a measuring cup. She knows the difference between a teaspoon and a quarter teaspoon. She knows how to section butter. She knows how to make pancakes. All by her self. She can make the batter, pour, flip, and serve.
But I wish I had a boy around to play trucks with. DeeBye, you are a lucky man. If I bought her something like that... She would call me "wetawdwed."
And Shadow, firetrucks? Don't through those out! Save them for grandkids!
All alone, or in twos,
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."
The ones who really love you
Walk up and down outside the wall.
Some hand in hand
And some gathered together in bands.
The bleeding hearts and artists
Make their stand.
And when they've given you their all
Some stagger and fall, after all it's not easy
Banging your heart against some mad buggers wall.
"Isn't this where...."