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Before I post my FOB recap, I absolutely have to vent SOMEWHERE.
I'm home sick today (UGH), and (because my entire family has some sort of mental illness that prevents for being in anyway organized) the cleaning lady is over and she brought her 10-month-old son and put him in one of those chairs with wheels on the bottom. I went into the basement so as not to spread my germs, and yup, about ten minutes ago, the thing thuds it's way down the stairs and stop.
I have a more maternal instinct for my friends (and the bands I like) than any teenage girl should have, but I've always been weird around babies. I know nothing about them, because there hasn't been a baby on either side of my family tree for over ten years. So yeah, when I see a baby it's awkward...
Well this one I ran too because it was on the floor at the bottom of the stairs wasn't moving. I went to pick it up, and I didn't know if it would be heavy or light, or what... I didn't know anything. I think she was in shock from the fall (and so incredibly lucky). To my relief and then distress, she began to cry after a few seconds. And I... calmed her down. And she was alright. And it wasn't awkward. It was kind of nice...
Kind of reminds me of the House-Fetus moment I saw last week...
And yes I am aware that this post post was a complete waste of time that might only earn the words "AWW CUUTE" but I have to post it dammit.
I'm home sick today (UGH), and (because my entire family has some sort of mental illness that prevents for being in anyway organized) the cleaning lady is over and she brought her 10-month-old son and put him in one of those chairs with wheels on the bottom. I went into the basement so as not to spread my germs, and yup, about ten minutes ago, the thing thuds it's way down the stairs and stop.
I have a more maternal instinct for my friends (and the bands I like) than any teenage girl should have, but I've always been weird around babies. I know nothing about them, because there hasn't been a baby on either side of my family tree for over ten years. So yeah, when I see a baby it's awkward...
Well this one I ran too because it was on the floor at the bottom of the stairs wasn't moving. I went to pick it up, and I didn't know if it would be heavy or light, or what... I didn't know anything. I think she was in shock from the fall (and so incredibly lucky). To my relief and then distress, she began to cry after a few seconds. And I... calmed her down. And she was alright. And it wasn't awkward. It was kind of nice...
Kind of reminds me of the House-Fetus moment I saw last week...
And yes I am aware that this post post was a complete waste of time that might only earn the words "AWW CUUTE" but I have to post it dammit.