Friday, September 13, 2013

"I want my pixie!"

I honestly thought the pixie would be the more upset of the two.  Not so.  My imp wants the pixie home: "I want my pixie back here, where she belongs.  She belongs with us, not with Grandma and Grandpa!"

And I thought "Oh, that's so sweet that I'm gonna get cavities!"

And then, he goes and spoils it: "I belong with Grandma and Grandpa!"

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  1. I have nothing profound to post, although I am smiling.

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    1. I know. I love my kids. They crack me up as much as they frustrate me.

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    2. Kids are enamored with treats and special attention.

      I can still remember going to a friend of my grandmother, who treated us with a chocolate peppermint treat. I don't remember a name, face or much of anything else, but I do remember the longing of a repeat visit.

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    3. It's hard to give each of the kids their own special attention.

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  2. Kids learn fast. "There is no us, there is only me."

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    1. That's true, except for when we're out in public, and somebody looks at her for too long. Then, the imp puts his arm around the pixie, and glares at whoever is staring.

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