Monday, September 3, 2007
countdown to kids 2007, cont.
my brother and sister are used to standing up in the backseat of my dad's convertible in thai traffic. i've just learned that here children need to be in car seats until they're 8 or weigh something apalling like 90 lbs. are you hearing me? i'm putting CAR SEATS in my jetta (that will, fingers crossed be fixed by next week). and i'm going to get the booster kind. at target. because that's where they're most reasonable. god, next time you see me i could be holding clipped coupons. carry on.
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I just ordered a giant soccer ball magnet for your Jetta. You'll be able to move it over to the minivan when you buy one with no problem.
i still say: they're damn lucky to have you.
and if mamie's the sophisticated eccentric "aunt," can i be the "aunt" who pinches their cheeks and knits them hideous sweaters and tells them how big they're getting and when i think they're not listening start gossiping about their god awful ex-"uncles"?
be the ball, hannah. be the ball
Er...are these children pure bloods?
Hannah, have you ever read The Wizard's Guide to Instant Family? I'll loan it to you after Ron returns it.
um. thanks for all this. the soccer ball, the hideous sweaters, the tennis advice, and the kind of creepy harry potter advice :)
eric: i hate you, and am not getting a minivan. i'm getting a prius and they're not going to stop me. a coupe.
sal: i love you, and there will be no "ex" uncles.
t: TENNIS ASAP. actually, the kids play and even better, BALL KIDS!
harry and hermione: ...why are you always on together? are you having an affair? hermione, ron is way cooler than harry--don't mess it up.
I'm really confused. When you say "a year" do you actually mean "a weekend?"
when i say a year, i actually am wondering if i mean forever.
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