"Mommy, I must be getting a cold, because I sound like someone else."
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Ramblings from a happily married, Catholic, stay-at-home mother of five
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Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum!
Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum!
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About Me
The List of Characters
The characters and their roles:
"King" a.k.a. hubby - patient, loving, and kind.
#1 (girl) - eighteen - college student; mostly cheery; mostly soft spoken; 'the logical one'; artistic; secretly wishes she were an only child;
#2 (boy) - sixteen - football player, golfer, loves to throw a ball into the air, especially in the living room near the breakables; nothing is ever his fault; has soft, sweet eyes of a baby deer; seeing him hold a baby is the sweetest thing ever.
#3 (girl) - fourteen - sweet and thoughtful pleaser; is very attentive and has incredible insight; Attention: swan emerging; incredible celtic fiddle player who can pick up a tune in a jiffy; life with a older sister has jaded her; has feelings that are as tender as baby lettuce.
#4 (boy) - "now we are 8" - wide open all day, every day, all the time; suffers from a Napoleonic complex; has the ability to surprise you with a refreshingly thoughtful act; eyes turn into crescent shapes when he flashes that smile which is as big as all outdoors.
#5 (girl) - seven - knows her own mind; likes to do it "all by myselth".
"I" - gray-haired bystander and scribe; chief cook and bottle washer; prolific comma splicer; a sucker for a smile from one of the above mentioned; bumbling through this world trying to make saints out of all us sinners.
"King" a.k.a. hubby - patient, loving, and kind.
#1 (girl) - eighteen - college student; mostly cheery; mostly soft spoken; 'the logical one'; artistic; secretly wishes she were an only child;
#2 (boy) - sixteen - football player, golfer, loves to throw a ball into the air, especially in the living room near the breakables; nothing is ever his fault; has soft, sweet eyes of a baby deer; seeing him hold a baby is the sweetest thing ever.
#3 (girl) - fourteen - sweet and thoughtful pleaser; is very attentive and has incredible insight; Attention: swan emerging; incredible celtic fiddle player who can pick up a tune in a jiffy; life with a older sister has jaded her; has feelings that are as tender as baby lettuce.
#4 (boy) - "now we are 8" - wide open all day, every day, all the time; suffers from a Napoleonic complex; has the ability to surprise you with a refreshingly thoughtful act; eyes turn into crescent shapes when he flashes that smile which is as big as all outdoors.
#5 (girl) - seven - knows her own mind; likes to do it "all by myselth".
"I" - gray-haired bystander and scribe; chief cook and bottle washer; prolific comma splicer; a sucker for a smile from one of the above mentioned; bumbling through this world trying to make saints out of all us sinners.
Pax Domini sit semper vobiscum
3 comments:
He's so cute! And as for brain cell, I think you have one more than I do...which leaves me with none.
*sits here drooling*
me too!
ok, the me too was not for mary pat (bad timing--i am sure you have more than one brain cell & i bet they even touch! haha) it was a me too as in, i sound like someone else, too. only, i sound like harvey fierstein. haha
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