Killing a Fly with a Ukulele: Jessie, we need to talk.

I am the Mum.
If life was a circus, I would be the plate-juggling lady with monkeys on her shoulders who stands on one leg on a horse's back as it canters around the ring.

I am the Writer.
I use too many commas, dashes and dot-dot-dots, and I often start sentences with conjunctions because I like my blog to look the way it sounds in my mind.

I am the Hero.
Life is a bit like a superhero action comic, except that the superheroes are tiny children dressed in super-suits who possess no actual powers, while I just get them food, break up fights and clean their super-suits.

22 February 2011

Jessie, we need to talk.

My sweet, it is quite one thing to get out of bed and trash the room if you can't sleep.

It is another thing to fall asleep in the mess, with your face resting on a coat hanger.

But falling asleep in a plastic box?

Surely can't be comfortable.

9 comments:

Allegro ma non troppo said...: TWO beds. You bought her TWO perfect pink beds. And she's in a plastic box.; 22 February, 2011 21:36
Emily Sue said...: Doesn't look much different from the way kids fall asleep in strollers or car seats, which has never looked comfortable to me.; 22 February, 2011 21:53
tinsenpup said...: That is very cute, but I fear I'd have to check for signs of life if I walked in on a scene like that. I hope you didn't spend too much on those beds when a plastic crate would have sufficed.; 22 February, 2011 23:51
Jen said...: Obviously, it is quiet comfortable to her.

When comes down to it, kids are weird. Very, very weird.; 23 February, 2011 04:59
Unknown said...: That is hilarious! I love it! Thanks for the smile!; 23 February, 2011 12:36
Andi said...: My daughter went to sleep in her doll crib one time. It was terribly uncomfortable looking...And terribly sweet!; 23 February, 2011 13:14
Anonymous said...: Hilarious. Thanks for making me laugh; 23 February, 2011 15:49
Long dark hair, blue eyes said...: I couldn't sleep on Sunday night. Maybe I should have tried a box?; 23 February, 2011 19:40
Swift Jan said...: nawwwww!!! So cute!!! Gee she is getting big!; 23 February, 2011 19:46

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I came up with the pseudonym Givinya de Elba in highschool and it was based on a joke from an episode of Dad's Army called 'A Soldier's Farewell.'

In the episode, after eating too much toasted cheese, Captain Mainwaring dreams he is Napoleon at the Battle of Waterloo. I don't remember much about the episode other than Mainwaring telling his loyal men (Jones, Pike and Godfrey) that he has been exiled to the island of Elba.

Jones quips, "Hence the expression - Givin' ya the Elber!" (giving you the elbow, i.e., pushing you around.) I thought that Givinya de Elba was a half-decent pseudonym for someone who likes to joke and push people around, and I stuck with that.

My sweet niece ...

22 February 2011

Jessie, we need to talk.

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