I do have some updated pictures to post, especially regarding our fantastic family reunion in JUNE and a great visit with our nieces, but I just can't seem to pull it all together. Soon. I think.
In the meantime, more Ellen-isms:
We were having a general discussion about politics before the recent primary election and my Dad asked Ellen, "Do you pay taxes, Ellen?"
Her reply: "Taxes? I don't even have a job!"
(how does she even know what taxes are???)
Erik: Ellen - please make your bed.
Ellen: Sorry, Dad, that's not my job.
Erik: ?????
Ellen: My job is killing bugs, rocking babies and tickling ears.
Erik: ?????
"Mom, can I have one of those toothpicks for my ear?"
Toothpicks?
You mean Q-tips?
"Yeah, Q-tips."
(I know she shouldn't have these, but she is capital-O Obsessed).
"Hoooo - weeee!"
"Hoooo - weeee!"
"How come my voice doesn't sound like that inside?"
Well, I'm not really sure what you're talking about ...
"You know. When you yell outside and the sky talks back?"
Oh, an echo!!
Ellen was dancing before bed one night - playing DJ on our iPad. She asked Erik for her favorite song and he couldn't figure out what it was. Cue: Ellen frustration. "You know, Daddy, black hair naked in the water!!!"
HUH?
Oh, yes, Beyonce's Single Ladies (the iTunes album cover art shows her, not surprisingly, (tastefully) topless coming out of the ocean).
And, the baby's name du jour is "Beyonce Pony Lund Baby Sister".
At dinner, Ellen was talking INCESSANTLY. Including this gem ....
"Mom! (spreading out her napkin ...) Do you want me to show you where DotCom is on this map?"
"I only like nice bugs, like ladybugs and butterflies. NOT Cicadas. (We have been seriously inundated this year with these things). And I don't like the stinger kind, like bees, wasps, and warthogs."
Warthogs?
"Yeah, warthogs."
Hornets?
"Yeah, hornets."
And, last night ... Ells is getting ready for bed and saunters out of our closet, naked, with my gold flip flops and black bra on. "Mom! I'm wearing your braces!"
I commented later to Erik how weird it would be if Baby Sister was more like me and less like the clown of a daughter we already had who is clearly HIS. Yeah, he said, weird. And boring. :)
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I thought about the cicadas some more and think I remember that you had some interlopers last summer, just after your move into Money Pit. I think it's part of the dril on Juniper.
She makes me laugh out loud. Do you write these things down as they happen?? Preston says funny stuff, but I forget half of it.
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