*snerk* And you have three more to play these games with for a very long time, considering Rooster Baby is just getting old enough to play. :)(Since at that point Nieceling 1 probably won't be speaking to you since you just. Don't. Understand!!!?!1!)
Heh. I know. It was awfully considerate of the mei-mei to have four of them and to space them out so nicely. Entertainment for a good decade and a half straight. I think there may be a bit of a gap, though, between when Rooster Baby is old enough to decide that I'm not cool enough to play with any more and when The Boy will be old enough to actually talk to like a normal human being. Or as near as passes for normal in our family. *g* Or Nieceling #1 may come around again first. It does take boys longer to pass through the mid-teens/early 20s doofus stage, doesn't it? *g*
The Boy should be able to talk like a normal human being by about 23, so probably about the same time Nieceling #1 thinks you hung the moon again. It took Kristin until she was 21 to admit that, yeah, we were right all along about everything. And Nick across the street, who's about 20 now I think, actually acknowledges my existence when I'm home. It's kinda scary. *g*
Seriously, except for the fact that it would have to involve my brother having children (omgnotready!), I'd be demanding, "Where can I get my own of these?!"
Hee! I can't recommend the entertainment value of small children enough. Everyone should have at least one little person in their life. You simply cannot make up the insane things they will invariably say or do. Borrow somebody's kids if you have to. Watching them play is better than cable. *g*
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