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Slang Ditty

Brown likes to shorten words and it drives me nuts. He calls Sayers, "Sayer." BUG!!!

Anyway, this morning. He kept saying, "I want to play with the HO"..."SAYER & I want to play with the HOS"...I mean, I am sure they will want to play with hos...but, he meant the HOSE/HOSES. Here's a pic of Brown nailing SAYER with the HO :)

All of this slang reminded me of this awesome website I found a few weeks ago. It's called: http://joel.net/EBONICS/Translator. You type in some text & it translates it so you can talk like a true pimp.

EX: Hey! What's up? How are you?

Ebonics Translator: Yo werd up! Wut up? How is you? Just like mammy.

In other news, we are about to drive to Dallas. I am sure I will collect some excellent material for my next blog entry(ies). Also, going to start reformatting this blog...if you have any advice/suggestions...PUUULEASE let me know! (Other than the fact that I need a new camera!!)

Yo Bye! Gots uh pimp-tight day! , Word y'all!

brown's bedtime story for mommy

once upon a time there was a little boy named brown. he was 2 &1/2. emma was 3&1/2. sayers was 0 &1/2 & my mommy was still in her mommy's tummy. but, we went to the beach & mommy was born & then she was eaten by a hammerhead shark. oh & baby mary, the teetsy fish, was too. the end.

drum roll please.....

a BIG thank you to all of those who voted on how many glasses of wine i deserve a day!! (fyi - no drinking issues here...this was all in fun!)

4% thought 3 glasses
42% thought a bottle
53% thought more than a bottle

check out my latest poll re: brown & sayers!! this one could be kind of tricky! :)

refrigerator raider

i heard a serious ruckus in the kitchen this afternoon only to find these 2...ON TOP of the refrigerator. i think emma is taking the i-want-to-be-featured-on-your-blog-deal a LITTLE too far! (she does swear brown MADE her do it)!

beauty day

brown & sayers had a beauty day. they went to air brush tan.

and, they got mani/pedis.

rise & shine

...the wild animals of the wheeler house are awake...and have been since 6a. every.single.one.of.them.
we have a rule over here...mommy & daddy are not on duty until 7a (ok, who are we kidding...let's make that 8a). we will get up & make everyone breakfast & put on a movie/or cartoons...but, then we get back in bed. you are only to call us if it is an EMERGENCY. meaning that you are bleeding from your eyes or about to lose a limb. let's review the emergencies du jour:
6:15a: brown shrieking & howling from the other room. i am just sure that mary frances must be choking. i come running in...
me: "what's the matter?!!!"...
brown: "sayers & i want to hear DIRTY BIT on the computer"....
me: "that is NOT an emergency. i will put it on...but, do NOT call me again unless something terrible is happening."

6:21a: brown yelling like a banshee. i think to myself, "sayers must have pooped on the floor again"...i come running in.
brown: "mommy, emma & i were just talking about which animals smell. do you know if chinchillas smell? what about sheep? can we get a pet chinchilla or pet sheep?"
me: "yes. now leave me alone...i am going back to bed!!"

6:37a: brown FREAKING OUT. he probably wants DIRTY BIT on repeat or he has decided he wants a pet lemur. but, i run in anyway...
brown: "mommy! guess what?"
me: "urrghhh what?"
brown" "mary frances thinks it is SO funny when i LICK her feet!"....

i need a nap.