Wednesday, February 6, 2008
a little saturday night on a wednesday morning
i have decided that when my daughter [ALERT: sappy moment to follow] ok i really love to say that. my daughter. see? i just said it again. it is so fun though. i'm new here. does this get old? not to worry, C, saying "my son" produces the same effect. as i was saying, i have decided that when my daughter takes a fall (and this happens fairly regularly with the somewhat new walking thing, which is of the "one too many cocktails" variety currently) she bears a striking resemblance to mary katherine gallagher. you know, the character from saturday night live, played by molly shannon. you can picture her falling, right? it is usually on top of something large like chairs, instruments, a bathroom stall, etc. it's not pretty. it's not graceful. it's a big fall apart fall. and then she gets up and dusts herself off (she does aspire to be a "superstar" afterall). that's what our little R does. shuffle ball change. enormous tumble. clatter. up. dust off. repeat. and, yes, she is already a superstar. and she knows it.
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If the Tito's Vodka bottle looks a little "lite" I will know who to blame...
That's why I called my daughter bruiser. And she had an enormous bruise on the side of her head in her one year pictures. The MAC did not cover it. And I did not do it either for those evil people out there.
Little Reese seems to know no fear. Nothing is going to stop her from where she is going and what she wants. I particularly like the standing on the train act that her father taught her. That Reese is a determined one. Wonder where she gets that from!
That sounds really funny - I think we need a video of it.
(Found you through Stephanie Klein - I'm also from LI - Exit 48 - but now live in SF).
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