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Apr. 19th, 2006 07:32 amI got to be a turnip yesterday. An ENORMOUS turnip. The children took turns trying to pull me out of the ground for a story they were reading. (...And Grandfather grabbed the turnip, and Grandmother grabbed Grandfather, Mother grabbed Grandmother, Olga grabbed Mother, the dog grabbed Olga, the cat grabbed the dog, the mouse grabbed the cat, and the beetle grabbed the mouse, and the pulled, and they pulled, and they PULLED..") I did an excellent job, I might add.
Let's see... Other news...
Digger is free for a few days, so I've been reading that.
Dad is taking a sick day, so I get to lay around the house awhile longer. (He has to be there early, but I don't.)
And that's about it, I think...
Let's see... Other news...
Digger is free for a few days, so I've been reading that.
Dad is taking a sick day, so I get to lay around the house awhile longer. (He has to be there early, but I don't.)
And that's about it, I think...
My Li'l Turnip!
Date: 2006-04-25 02:17 pm (UTC)But perhaps you could make up your own version? If I did, it would be the Enormous Bottle Of Worcestershire Sauce.
"And Grancher grabbed the bottle of Worcestershire Sauce, and Grandma Grabbed Grancher, Mother grabbed Grandma, Gertie Grabbed Mother, the Deerhound Grabbed Gertie, the Calico Grabbed the Deerhound, the Mouse Grabbed the Calico, the Ladybird Grabbed the Mouse, and they pulled and they pulled, but it didn't work, so they summoned the scary SianDemon who drank all the Worcestershire sauce with her trusty uberlong straw."
Or somethin'...