First, I want to throw an industrial-sized thanks to the folks at Lipstick to Crayons for recognizing my awesome skill at leaving a comment on their blog, and rewarding me with a toy for the cutest kid on the planet. For those of you who have to ask which kid that might be, go away now, and don't bother coming back.
Scratch that. It's probably not in my best interest to alienate what few readers I have at this point, huh? Okay, stick around. But know, for future reference, that JJ is the cutest kid on the planet. As his mother, I KNOW these things.
Now, I would like to thank all of you who, probably despite your better judgement, chose to encourage my rambling by leaving me a nice comment - or in some cases, a comment. I can now say, without question, that I have fives of readers hanging on my every word, or at least, reading what I write. And that's a conservative estimate. It may actually be tens - as I have noticed that NONE of my family has left a comment.
Gee, you move 1500 miles away, and suddenly you're forgotten. Instead, your parents adopt your best friend from across the street as their new daughter. And she doesn't leave a comment either!
The End
12 years ago
3 comments:
You've got me hooked. You are very funny.
lol, that's harsh. Maybe you should adopt a new set of parents, to get back at them. ;)
OK, I'm leaving a comment already. I don't know about your parents, though. I haven't seen them in forever. Although I don't get up until about 4 p.m., so maybe it's me. Otherwise, I think maybe they've been abducted. Perhaps we should do a test. Tell your Mom I don't get up 'til dinnertime – and only then to watch English soccer. If I can hear her screaming from across the street, I'll know they're OK. Relatively speaking.
Like the Baby of Stone thing. I can picture it. That's what speechless looks like in a child who hasn't quite figured out the whole speech thing yet. He's communicating with his eyes: "You're kind of freaking me out. Are you sure you know what you're doing?" Which you do, of course.
You do, right?
I'll take that as a 'yes.'
Gotta' go. Internet interaction is so draining.
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