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ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead

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ORIGINAL: sophiesback

I admit I will confess to him my harassment of Red, so he may properly punish me for her.

I admit I am stoopid like that!

I admit that I am also an honest sort like that, Sophie. LOL....

I admit that I challenged DB recently, (in my oh so playful way), to "bring it" if he thought he had it in him to get ahold of me since I have done nothing but taunt him playfully for weeks with my witty repartee and wickedly dry sense of humor.

Yeah... about that...     It's probably not the smartest thing to do, you know, to sit back and text crazy shit to a man who loves a "challenge" and who has a key to your home.     Seriously, epic fail move there. 

I was laughing from the other side of the door saying, "neener, neener" when the door opened, and he held up the key.  I then said, "I meant 'greetings'...  how are you?  Care for dinner?  How was work?  Sorry you can't stay long..."  

Ummm, yeah, no...  He tackled me and said that he was more than willing to accommodate my request to "bring it" if he had it in him, because he's a giver that way.  May I also add that, telling him that his accommodating ways seemed awfully subbie for a big, black Dom, is another thing on the "OH HELL NO, DON'T SAY THAT" list. 

I'm not sure which was worse, being tortured while he laughed at my plight or the fact that he made me read my text back to him while he did it.  I told him that I wasn't into heavy humiliation play like that, and he laughed so hard, it broke his rhythm of hitting me.  I strongly urge you to be more savvy than I was.  Contrition, not sassery, will help you win the race.

Signed,
DoWhatISayNotWhatIDoSwitch

*nods knowingly*

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ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead

[Thing 2:  Where's Chloe?  If she's nearby, kinda step on her tail so I can hear her meow.

Me:  I'm not doing that, are you crazy?  You're a sadistic kid.

Thing 2:  No, I'm not.  I'm just mean for fun sometimes. 

Me: 

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ORIGINAL: KyttynTheMynx

Its totally in the eyes. And the ass. I mean dang! Practically mirror images!

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ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead

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ORIGINAL: LadyHibiscus

HUZZAHHHHH FOR REDDDDD!!!!! Don't forget T2's pot roast!

I admit that I bought a ton of food, including a lovely pot roast, that shall be cooked to her specifications. 

I admit that I have my first noteworthy Thing 2 conversation prior to them going to the airport.

Thing 2:  I wanna come home, Squishy.

Me:  I want you home, doll baby.

Thing 2:  How are the animals?  Well, I guess I mean, the remaining animals...

Me:  Well, they're fine.  Your hamster is still dead.

Thing 2:  Mom, you're mean.

Me:  No, he is still dead, that's just fact.  He's not reanimated or anything.

Thing 2:  Where's Chloe?  If she's nearby, kinda step on her tail so I can hear her meow.

Me:  I'm not doing that, are you crazy?  You're a sadistic kid.

Thing 2:  No, I'm not.  I'm just mean for fun sometimes. 

Me: 

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ORIGINAL: sophiesback

Oh my! Is that something like when I called him slaveboy in text a couple times? Yeah, I didn't get away with that one either. He started by making me speak in 3rd person for a whole day  and then when I saw him that night...He decided he really needed to remind me whose role was the slave
         

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ORIGINAL: Shadow-tiger

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ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead

Thing 2:  Where's Chloe?  If she's nearby, kinda step on her tail so I can hear her meow.

Me:  I'm not doing that, are you crazy?  You're a sadistic kid.

Thing 2:  No, I'm not.  I'm just mean for fun sometimes. 

Me: 

Wunner where she gets it.

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ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead

*hugs Sophie all tight like*

Thank you, doll baby.  I just knew someone would understand. 

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ORIGINAL: LadyHibiscus

I admit that my tummy hurts from the suppressed LOL!! LOVES me that T2!!!

I admit that I am SO GLAD that the Things will be home soon, with many stories, and hopefully no preserved tarantulas.

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ORIGINAL: Daddysredhead

I admit that Kyttyn is always cute. 

I admit that I slept in today because I couldn't wind down until the wee hours this morning.

I admit that the slow, steady rain we are getting is a wonderful background noise.

I admit the roast beast is in the crock pot.

I admit that it has been 45 days since I have had my precious Things in my arms.

I admit that I will cry like a freak at the airport later today because that's just how I roll.

I admit that this has been a nice little vacation for the Mama and for the Things, but it's time to have my little chickens back under my wings.

I admit that their daddy is a bit frazzled by not having them around because he called me and said, "Honey, as soon as you have them in your arms, call me, ok?"

I admit that he only calls me "Honey" or "Darling" when he is out of sorts and really needs me to listen to him.

I admit that I have sinhalese words that I use for him when I feel that way, and he knows he needs to pay close attention.

I admit that you all are probably tired of reading about me wanting my babies safely back home with me, but I can't help myself from writing about it here.

I admit that some of the mamas and papas may understand how I feel.  It's like having your heart walking around outside your body far away, and wanting desperately to get it back inside you.

I admit that I bought a ton of groceries last night and am going to make sugar cookies for them.

I admit that I never wanted kids when I was younger, but now, I can't imagine not having them.

I admit that I am a great big sap this morning.  *sorry, guys*