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Mommie says' when she was a young girl, Sundays' were different than now. Now we mostly hang around doing the least possible and mundane things. Her words confuse me! She says' she just does not have any get up and go, left. That, her get up and go left without her! Who the heck is GET UP, and GO, and why did they leave without my Mommie? Mommie tells me stories of when she was younger and living at her family home. Sunday mornings her Mommie would fix breakfast, while dinner was cookin' in the oven. Everyone ran around looking for a sock or some other "go to church' apparel. Everyone needed her mommie to tell them where things were. My Mommie, wonders how her mommie ever got things done! By the time it was time to leave for church, the family was fed, the dishes were done, the kids were properly dressed, and groomed. THE HOUSE WAS CLEAN AND NEAT, OURS IS NEVER THAT NEAT! And somewhere between all of that, her mommie would emerge from the house properly groomed and dressed for church, too! Mommie says, it makes her tired to think about it! She wishes to have taken after her mommie, but she believes she takes after her aunt who is creative, but a housewife "Not"! Well, I guess you don't miss what you never had. I love and I am satisfied with my Mommie, after all what else matters. I better go make sure Fluffy is not in my Daddie's lap, see ya, later.
Ambie
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My birthday is coming soon! Next Friday, I will be two years old!
I have no idea where all my toys are going, Daddie has been tripping on them and he get upset and wants to throw them away. Mommie picks them up and not five minutes later , like magic, there they are again, on the floor every where. Now, I wonder who does that?
Mommie bought me some tennis balls, because I have been looking for my old ones, but I just cannot find my old ones. She says, I need something to do to run off all my excess energy. Maybe, now I will stop dragging poor Fluffy from one room to another like a rag doggie! I have been playing fetch with Daddie all day. He throws the ball down the hall and I fetch it for him to throw again and again and again. I never get tired of play ball games; but I do get thirsty and have plenty of water to drink! Well time to go.
Ambie
Don't feel sad for me. I like being the baby. If I have babies then they will stay with us and be the new babies, and then my heart will break. I want to be the only baby! I know Fluffy is here, but I know how to push him away from Daddy, most of the time! BYE, GOTTA GO, FLUF IS JUMPING ONTO DADDIES LAP.
AMBER
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