Avery: Gunner. Yook at me. Yook at me in the eyes. Soppit. I said soppit right now.
Gunner: (blank stare).
This is not the first of the bossy phrases that Avery has uttered as of late. It seems that she is destined to follow in her Mother's footsteps; I was quite the tattle-taler and bossy britches in my day.
If I don't watch it, I can STILL be a little bossy.
Just ask David.
One of my earliest tattle-tale moments happened after being called a "midget" in Kindergarten. When I told the teacher what I was called, she made ME sit out during recess for tattling.
Still a little bitter about that one.
Recent behavior indicates that Avery may have a moment or two like that in her future elementary school career as well.
By the way - I've been super sad lately because my computer is sick. I have no internet. NONE. It's like I'm living in the Dark Ages.
Or worse -- the early 90's.
I don't like it one bit.
The Dark Ages stinks. Really bad.
We're taking the computer to the MAC store tomorrow. Hopefully, things will be up and running again soon. I'm missing my blogging buddies. I don't even want to know how many unread posts my Google Reader has on it now... I'm a little scared.
On the up-side, I've made my bed 2 days in a row. That in itself has to be some kind of record. It's turning out that less internet time means more cleaning time. I might even get all crazy and stuff and clean out my fridge this week.
I've really got to get my computer fixed before I get to comfortable in 1992 and start doing things like listening to "Mmmm Bopp" or jamming out to The Spice Girls while scrubbing the toilet and starching my jeans...