Feb 18, 2007 18:11
A very small blonde figure in coveralls climbed down off the counter in the kitchen. "Winslow. Winslow. Winslow. Winslow? Winslow. Winslow!"
A wee iPod Nano waved its wee arms and squeaked, "What what what?"
Hannelore dusted herself off. "I think I finded it!" She held up a bag of Hershey's Kisses. "Mommy allays hides the candy onna 'frigerator 'cause it's bad for me to have lots and lots and also guess what I said your name EXACTLY six times an' that's how old I am so I think I'm gonna do everything six times today and do you think Mommy will mind if I makes a mess and don't clean it up right 'ways 'cause I wanna go outside and play firstest."
Hannelore had clearly already had some of the candy.
Winslow considered the opened drawers that Hannelore had used to climb up, the wrappers on the floor, and the juice boxes and cookie crumbs from yesterday's breakfast, lunch and dinner. Hannelore had tried to clean up as best she could, but she simply wasn't big enough to do it all. "I don't think so! Can we go play, Hannie?"
"Uh huh!" she decided, picking him up and heading out the door with her candy. "S'go find other 'puters for you to be friendses with yay!"
[Mostly 'stablishy, as this is the first chance I've gotten to play omg. But if any MCA types want to run into her in the hall or lobby or anything, weetiny or non, go for it!]
wee and tiny and still kinda neurotic