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Poor thing might die if he doesn't grow up in .61 days. Sadly, I'm not as enthused about this little piece of code as I might have once been.
I'm rereading Moreta, and I'm jonesing for some Pern RP. Just good ol' text based MOO role-play. I just don't have the energy to start with a new character on a new game, and there seems to be a dwindling interest on even the most popular of games. Sad, so sad.
And for my finale, another quote from Emma.
Emma: whinewhinewhine
Tony: Will you please stop with the whining?
Me: For real, dawg.
Emma (in a very angry voice): I am NOT a dog! I am NOT for real! I am NOT ANY OF THOSE THINGS!!!
I laughed so much more than I should have. Now she says it all the time just to get me to laugh, and even Ryan is saying it.
It was also very amusing to hear her try to sound out the word 'photographer' in her reading book tonight.
Oh! And Tony deserves a mention, Saturday when I was gone he was in Awesome Dad mode! He took the kids to The McWane Science Center and they played for hours, then they went to Lowe's to get some stuff to fix the shelf in our bedroom closet, and then he took them to the park to play some more. They didn't get home until almost 5pm! And they had a blast! So, you go Daddy!