In which quel gets a visit from the snooty (and as a result actually has something to talk about)

Jul 23, 2005 09:51

So Thursday night my parents' best friends from Texas arrived, bringing with them their two children (children! I'm leaping with joy already) and niece and nephew (children's cousins, for the familial relation understanding impaired). Here's a map of my understanding of what these kids mean, based on when I saw them last.

The Rodriguezs, 1999 (Note: At this time, all of the below children speak Spanish)
Madre: Aline: Tall, loud.
Padre: Pato: No freagin' idea. Cool? Yes, I believe he was cool.
Child 1: Sebastian: My age. Those kinds of people that spit all the time when they talk.
Child 2: Isabelle: Major pain in the rear. Fat ball of a six year old.
Cousin 1: (Technically Cousin 2; Cousin 1 isn't here) Corentin: 3/4 French. Make sure to say name the French way. "Corrhh - ehn - tehn" <--nasal. Little when I first met him. All little kids suck. *shrug* And then he didn't even speak English, so sha.
Cousin 2: (Which we've already determined is technically Cousin 3) Vinciane: 3/4 French. Make sure to say name French way. "Vehn - see - aahnn" <-- nasal. Infant when I first met her. All infants suck. *shrug* And then she didn't even speak, let alone my own language, so sha.

:o) More to come: How exactly they have changed in six years.
:oS Wish me luck.
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