Friday, November 09, 2007

Randomness from a Random Mind


Mim still tends to say words backwards, which just amuses me no end. She's really hilarious sometimes. For instance, nightwear. If I call them "Pjs" Mim says "GPays". If I say, "Pajamas" Mim says, "Jumpamas". It's so cute that I'll have to try to get a video, because I know you're all dying to hear her yourselves. Or you should be, because it really is very cute. Every night when I put them on her she says, "My go show Daddy my Jumpamas! Dey Bewwy Cute!" There's a girl with her priorities straightened out. Oh, also, every Sunday morning and Wednesday evening, when I put on make-up, Mim gets a little lip gloss and runs in to see where Daddy is and makes a "pip pip" noise with her lips so he'll comment on her big girl lips. He learned pretty fast what she was showing him.

Other than that, there's not a lot of thrilling excitement here this week. A is still working on the siding, and it's looking great. I'll take a picture as soon as he's done. I'm still avoiding work by blogging, napping (when I can, you know how that goes) and otherwise entertaining myself and wasting these precious years of my life. I suppose I've done a little housework too, when absolutely necessary. (ie We're out of cups to drink from or my husband yells from the bathroom that he has no clean underwear.) Oh, speaking of which, I have trained that man so well. The other day I was griping to him about my general malaise this week (of the heart, not the body) and he said, "Well, you know..." and then stopped. He told me, "I'm going to just stop right there so that I don't offer you any solutions. I'm just listening." While that's not as good as if he'd never mentioned a solution at all, at least he finally begins to understand that delicate thing that is the woman's soul. It only took seven years, too.

Oh, and a piece of news that really deserves a blog post of its own, and will get one someday, is that my new Aunt H has finally been given permission to come live in the States. She and my uncle have been dating for years, and they got married last year when he made another trip to the Philippines. It took a long time and several run-arounds with their respective governments, but now they will finally be able to live together here, (here in this country, that is, not here in Oklahoma) and we're all so excited for them. I can't wait to meet her and welcome her into our crazy family. It feels a little bit weird to be getting a new aunt when I'm at the ripe old age of almost 28, but I don't really mind.

4 comments:

aftergrace said...

Okay, let's try this again.
When Alli and Ren were Mim's age, they had a hard time with the letter L. So in the 3 year old Alli and Ren words...Mim is yots of yaughs!

Tina said...

28 is "ripe" and "old?" Yikes...what do I have to look forward to?!

JAM said...

If you're 27, then that makes me...

twice as old as you!

Now where did I put my cane? And my room-a-tiz is actin' up somethin' fierce.

crissybug said...

Sydney does the same thing! Chips are pichs etc. It is such a fun age isn't it!?