tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146073139129271180.post3152879864942227182..comments2024-02-02T19:40:16.372-08:00Comments on me and you and ellie: legacy of the junky placeMe, You, or Elliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13159195620327366257noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146073139129271180.post-26415098091368389172010-03-19T11:19:41.614-07:002010-03-19T11:19:41.614-07:00Oh I love this, J!
I've spent all morning try...Oh I love this, J!<br /><br />I've spent all morning trying to remember what my brother and I called various areas of our yard, to no avail. But I <i>do</i> vividly remember towling off super quick after baths, and attempting to run and jump onto our parent's bed before the "bomb" went off. The bomb bing the very loud noise the tub made when the very last of the water drained out.<br /><br />Regarding stuffed animals, Merrell currently has a bear that she carries with her from home to shchool to other home to school that she calls HeartT, because it has red polkadot hearts alloever and was given to her by T, but this is new for her -- every other stuffed animal, and doll, for the past few years have been named Rosie. Without exception.<br /><br />Anneke is the singer in our family, she should really get together with your offspring and they could belt some out.<br /><br />bethMe, You, or Elliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13159195620327366257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146073139129271180.post-82697522354704101072010-03-19T08:03:47.620-07:002010-03-19T08:03:47.620-07:00What a fun blast of Friday morning nostalgia, Jacq...What a fun blast of Friday morning nostalgia, Jacq. And it was indeed SUCH a Nice Oval!MBnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146073139129271180.post-6092935837394668362010-03-19T06:21:06.665-07:002010-03-19T06:21:06.665-07:00I love it Jacquie. I loved my seat at the dinner t...I love it Jacquie. I loved my seat at the dinner table (no stool for *my* ass, thank you very much) and I loved the path and I love your kids' stuff animals (and remember so many tragic moments, trying to get in the car to go somewhere: "Where's <i>Liiittttllllle</i>????") and I *love* them singing out. In opera. I've really got to start doing more of that.<br /><br /><i>"Now excuuuuuuse me while I take a showwwwwwwwerrrrrrr. Ta-da-da-daaahhhhhhhhhh."</i><br /><br />EllieMe, You, or Elliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13159195620327366257noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4146073139129271180.post-52533858474235194182010-03-19T05:50:59.805-07:002010-03-19T05:50:59.805-07:00It is good to know that some childhood things are ...It is good to know that some childhood things are timeless, but Jackie PLEASE...I was born in 1944 loooong after the depression which was just a phase MY parents used to explain why I had to clean my plate. <br />Ours was the truly crazy generation of the 60's...groovy man!<br />PatPat Wahlennoreply@blogger.com