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License plates are expired. No money for new tags. Feel caged. Need to get out.In other news, the little man now can say diaper (daaaaaaaaaaai-puh), tea, two (while he holds up his two cute little fingers), and he has also learned how to disarm nuclear missiles (not really, I wish, but yesterday he did help to mix up the pancake batter). He also kisses and hugs on his little sister so much it is almost bothersome. When ever she starts crying he crosses his arms and violently shakes them back and forth and then forcefully jabs his finger in her direction several times as if to say (with out making any noise at all) "Lady, can't you hear that kid. Go shut her up!" Either that, or he looks at her scowls and says in this un-earthly nerve wracking voice "nyu-oh". Yes, that would be the two year old version of "Shut your bloomin' pie hole". All in all it is not very surprising that he does that, since that is what we say to the dogs when they make any sort of noise. He also says it to the dogs, but normally just when they are in his way. He accompanies that vocal order with a sweep of his hand as if it were a plane taking flight, as if to let them know exactly what he wants them to do.
posted by Jedi Master Deba Sing @ 3:42 PM
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