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ladyiapetus) wrote2008-06-04 08:58 pm
ladyiapetus) wrote2008-06-04 08:58 pm
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Well, got a fun day lined up tomorrow. I get to go into the dentist again to have another composite done, and at my last appointment the tech made it sound like it was going to be an actual filling. Much fun, yea verily.
On the other hand, I may be feeling too uncomfortable from the dentist visit to put up with tomorrow afternoon, which was when Mom oh so politely volunteered me (and the Brother by proxy) to watch my little cousin for her dad, my older cousin.
I love Chase, but...the girl has got a strange imagination for a five year-old. She doesn't play princesses or house with her Barbies, no; her Barbies are always getting kidnapped by witches who put spells on them (or on her) or lock them up or drop them into lava (that never kills them). And it's always got to be played her way, right down to her feeding me lines.
Mom says it's supposed to be nice out tomorrow so she can play with her sidewalk chalk, or she can play with the new Play-Doh she got her. But I just know that Chase is going to go for those Barbies at some point.
So, yeah, I'm actually hoping that my dentist appointment gets me feeling cruddy enough just so I can get out of playing with Chase. At least then I'll have a decent excuse to pawn her off on my brother.
On the other hand, I may be feeling too uncomfortable from the dentist visit to put up with tomorrow afternoon, which was when Mom oh so politely volunteered me (and the Brother by proxy) to watch my little cousin for her dad, my older cousin.
I love Chase, but...the girl has got a strange imagination for a five year-old. She doesn't play princesses or house with her Barbies, no; her Barbies are always getting kidnapped by witches who put spells on them (or on her) or lock them up or drop them into lava (that never kills them). And it's always got to be played her way, right down to her feeding me lines.
Mom says it's supposed to be nice out tomorrow so she can play with her sidewalk chalk, or she can play with the new Play-Doh she got her. But I just know that Chase is going to go for those Barbies at some point.
So, yeah, I'm actually hoping that my dentist appointment gets me feeling cruddy enough just so I can get out of playing with Chase. At least then I'll have a decent excuse to pawn her off on my brother.