So Brian and Emma have this tradition where she rides on his back and they crawl around on the floor and chase me. When they catch me, they bite me (soft). And sometimes they sneak up on me (which involves loud whispering and much giggling and me pretending to be oblivious.)
Well, the other day as I was preparing dinner they came into the kitchen very quietly (I could hear Emma giggling as they came round the corner.) And then all the sudden, in his best STEVE Irwin voice, Brian cries:
“CRIKEY, ITS A MOTHER! LOOK AT HER! WHAT A BEAUTY!”
And then they came and bit me. And thats why I love him.
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#1 by Ariel on December 12, 2007 - 9:52 pm
I did mean Steve, but I was on the phone when I was typing that, listening to IRS music so I was a bit distracted. I was thinking I couldn’t remember how to spell CRIKEY! and that I needed to ask you. And I remember looking at the post going “thats not right by why?” and then the ever so helpful IRS person took me off hold so I hit publish.