Friday, May 20, 2011

hey you all..

Hey yo all..It's me..nee na dixit..
Maami has been sick lately..so I thot I shud assume the respos...responsee..hang on...respossibileetee (phew!!) of writing on her blog..I can tell she is getting old..yes, she has dark circles around her eyes..and Jay and I have spotted her murmuring to herself sometimes..something along the lines of "tuzi sasu kande khai"..whatever that means..Jay and I sometimes stand in stasion...stas..stationaree elevator because
maami does not press any floor buttons and keeps sighing..The other day while I was screaming for my milk bottle, she walked right past me and handed over the bottle to daddy..and daddy took it..yeah..what's up with that daddy..not cool..and maami you not nice too..there was no need to laugh that hard..

And then there are things maami and daddy want me to do that don't make sense..like for eggxampal, she wants me to have a bowl full of cereal early in the morning..yeah..you see what I am talking about..I am pretty happy with my milk bottle if you ask me..no cereal..thank you very much..leave.me.alone.with.my.milk.bottle..pluhleeze..

And what's up with that thing called "Sharing"? huh? Don't you think if you buy two of each life will be simple? Two of each toy..two of each book..two of each crayon..does not sound that complicated to me..sure you can buy that much..I thot that is whole point of you guys going to that place called..umm..what is it called...wait a minute..it will come to me...yeah..that place called Ophis..go to Ophis and buy us two of each..

Rest all is fine so far..I just love my daddy, my maami and my Jay Jay..Only sometimes when I go to sleep at night, I am scared maami will vanish in thin air when I wake up, so I check on her every hour or so at night..I say to her "hey maami, you ok? good..now go back to sleep"..I know it's hard work to keep an eye on maami, but hey a girl gotta do what a girl gotta do..know what i mean?

anywhooooo..will see you again..have a zubee dubee day yo all..

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