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Post by Pammy on Jan 7, 2014 19:36:00 GMT
Here I am, me and my cute self. So sweet. So darling. Minding my own business…. Hmmm, what's this? And who are you? Umm, Mama, do you see what's happening here??! All right, little missy! That's about close enough! No. I will NOT smile for the picture.
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Post by dianapalmer on Jan 7, 2014 20:23:13 GMT
Fun, fun! Look forward to more pictures.
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Post by rdkntriker on Jan 7, 2014 20:54:09 GMT
very cute
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Post by lisamarie on Jan 7, 2014 22:19:55 GMT
Hehe too cute!!
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Post by luvsanimals2 on Jan 7, 2014 22:50:28 GMT
aw, that is awesome
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Post by Sarah on Jan 8, 2014 2:04:58 GMT
Aww. I hope he warms up to her soon! I loved your picture story!
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Post by roxhum on Jan 8, 2014 3:11:33 GMT
I loved your picture story too. Very cute and fun.
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Post by Pammy on Jan 8, 2014 4:40:06 GMT
Thanks, it was a lot of fun. Interestingly enough, it's Clausy who most often approaches Mistletoe, and Mistletoe seems comfortable with him around. They even both went up into the top cage together earlier this evening. Mistletoe to eat and Clausy to swing on Mistletoe's swing.
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Post by dianapalmer on Jan 8, 2014 14:39:20 GMT
yes--i loved the captions
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Post by Emily on Jan 9, 2014 2:39:36 GMT
Ahaha aw I love it! I can definitely see he was like, "Um..mom, can you make her stop?"
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Post by Pammy on Jan 9, 2014 5:05:02 GMT
MOOOO-OOOOOOOMMMMMM, she put her toe over the crack!!!!!!!! When I was a child, couches had two long cushions, not three square ones like they do now. During Saturday morning cartoons, my brother (who is 15 months my junior) was supposed to stay on his half, and I was supposed to stay on my half. When our mother wasn't looking, he would stretch out his big toe and slide it just beyond the crack between the two cushions so it was grazing my cushion. It was positively infuriating. I can remember my blood practically reaching the boiling point because that stinky bare toe was touching my half.
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Post by Emily on Jan 9, 2014 5:08:52 GMT
Ha! My younger brothers used to lean on my side when sitting in the car. Or both younger brothers would knock on my bedroom door and run. Little boogers.
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Post by dianapalmer on Jan 9, 2014 15:02:33 GMT
My younger brother used to do the same thing! We had a fold down arm rest in the middle of the back seat of the car, and I wanted to pull it down to keep him on his half, but my mom refused to let me.
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Post by Sarah on Jan 9, 2014 17:09:07 GMT
Oh dear.... I have a much older brother, and I think I was the monkey who tortured him, not the other way around XD
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Post by Pammy on Jan 9, 2014 17:17:59 GMT
So funny! In our backseat, my brother and sister got to sit on the two sides, and I had to ride in the middle because I was the skinniest (a problem I no longer have). My brother and his toes were always at it in the car, too. He would silently slip off his shoe and rub his gross stocking foot on my ankle with a look of pure innocence on his face, so as to be undetected through the rearview mirror. That boy, he gave me an ulcer!
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