sirsholly
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Joined: 9/7/2007 From: Quietville Status: offline
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So...this morning, 5am of course, the LoudOne wandered into the kitchen. He saw one of those large clips on the counter (the kind you use for a bag of potato chips), pointed a chubby finger and announced "Want dat!" Well hell...what kind of trouble could he get into with a paperclip on steroids? So i handed it to him on my way to the coffee pot. He was playing contently while mom went about mom-business (laundry etc). I had requested he be quiet so Daddy could get a bit of much needed sleep and was proud of him for following my directive. There is an unwritten rule that a quiet two year old is on par with a Sherman tank with a jammed gas pedal...but i failed to remember this small fact. So...i was overstuffing the washer when i heard tiny footsteps headed toward the master bedroom..and sleeping daddy. I hustled my ass up the stairs and was headed down the hall when the first scream occured. There was no time to don the Kevlar i felt was needed...i went in unarmed and vulnerable. There, sitting up in bed, was Jim, wearing the large clip on his nose.
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