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Shelli’s Sentiments » Blog Archive » Life’s Not Fair — Thu, 06 Nov 2008 04:58:24 +0000

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By: Intertaining Isabelle #2 at Shelli’s Sentiments

Intertaining Isabelle #2 at Shelli’s Sentiments — Thu, 14 Dec 2006 06:01:02 +0000

[...] On to those intertaining things that Isabelle says. Jason got home from work last night and was changing into some casual clothing. While he was putting his shirt on, Isabelle came into the room and said, “Good job, Papa, putting your shirt on!” Then she turned to Sam who had just come into the room and said, “Good job coming home, Sam!” She hollered to Emily, “Good job coming home, Emily!” Finally she turned to me and said, “Grandma, good job staying home with me today!” Yesterday morning, she was watching a movie in the living room. She asked me if I could go get her Mama Jaguar from her room. I said an exaggerated “I guess,” with a deep sigh for effect. She said to me, “Okay thanks, Grandma. Don’t get stressed out. I promise I won’t stress you out anymore.” Jason was getting ready to run to the store and Isabelle was going to bed. She was giving him hugs and kisses because she probably won’t see him again until next week. She said, “If I wake up and you aren’t here, I’ll just call you. I will just yell really loud and you will come.” Every time she would want me to get her something in the kitchen, she would tell me that she would meet me there and then she would make me wait upstairs until she got downstairs and all the way into the kitchen and was perched on the stool near the refrigerator. When I would get down there, she would say, “Oh, I am so pleased to meet you. Where have you been?” To which I would answer, “Why, I have been in my room. Where have you been?” Then she would respond, “I have been here waiting to meet you.” This happened every single time. The kid drinks a LOT of milk. Which means a LOT of trips to the refrigerator. [...]

By: Stupid Vikings And Other Stuff at Shelli’s Sentiments

Stupid Vikings And Other Stuff at Shelli’s Sentiments — Tue, 21 Nov 2006 01:35:03 +0000

[...] The Vikings suckage aside, it was a pretty good weekend. Isabelle came for a visit Saturday morning and ended up staying until Sunday morning. Her, Emily and Emily’s friend went to see Happy Feet. They all gave it good reviews. Isabelle said that they ate popcorn and “a spicy shake” (a slushy). We watched the movie Cars after they got home and she fell asleep on a mat that we put out on the floor for her. She was so cute. [...]

By: The Aviary or My Fear of Birds at Shelli’s Sentiments

The Aviary or My Fear of Birds at Shelli’s Sentiments — Fri, 03 Nov 2006 07:05:47 +0000

[...] Yes, it’s true, I am terrified of birds. I love them when they are in a cage, and they love me. My MIL and FIL have cockatiels, and they love me. They used to have one that would go crazy, dancing and squawking in it’s cage when I would come in the front door and it heard me. We would have long conversations where I would say something in my language and it would say something back in it’s language. Neither of us knew what the other was saying, but it was fun anyway. Now they have one that will dance when you whistle a certain song. Anyway, I digress. Suffice it to say that I love birds. In a cage. Take them out and I start to shake and I try to be turtle-like and pull my head down into my shoulders. It doesn’t work, but still, I try. [...]

By: at Shelli’s Sentiments

at Shelli’s Sentiments — Thu, 02 Nov 2006 04:36:02 +0000

[...] Today, I am going to reveal a little more of myself to you. Sit down, it won’t be that exciting. It is just more evidence of my dorkiness. [...]