One of Tayte's very favorite songs. So cute.
I was rewarded by Rory at Mom's Time Out .
Her blog is a great Canadian blog where you can truly get a time out!!
Thanks Rory.
I am supposed to tell you something about myself and then choose others to receive the award.
I am racking my rain here to think of something to tell you, but unfortunately I have told you everything.
How I would rather my daughter fold clothes than do homework.
I am allergic to everything including latex. Go ahead make jokes about the number of kids have. Everyone else does.
You already know I am my mom's favorite.
Shees. I really should have paced myself.
Oh. Here I thought of something.
When I was little I thought monsters lived under my bed, but not just any monsters. Ankle-less monsters. And since they had none...they wanted mine. So for two or three years I always got in bed by taking a running start and jumping up into that four poster bed from a as many feet away as I could to save my ankles. Getting out of bed in the morning was no problem because of course they monsters only come out at night.
So there. Now you know. I was a crazy kid.
I am supposed to pick ten blogs to pass this award on to, but ten seems overwhelming so in true Heather fashion I will just do nothing and say that I enjoy all the blogs I read so check some out on my list over yonder!!
Thanks Again Rory!!
Question - Did you have any strange childhood imaginings?
Sunday, June 26, 2011
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bahahaha ankle-less monsters!! Too funny Heather! Poor kid. Yes, I have many. One of them is that when I was about 4 or 5 I was a Jehovah's Witness and they were really big on talking about watching out fo Satan....Anyway, to a 4 or 5 year old...this is scary stuff!! But I always imagined that Satan was Willy Nelson floating outside my mountain A-Frame home in Colorado. So freaking weird!! Willy Nelson floating criss cross applesauce (indian style is so not PC anymore...ha ha)!
ReplyDeleteyou are funny! Love your honesty, b/c I can relate! Love your monster story b/c I can relate. I lined my baby dolls around my body to protect me :)
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