Tuesday, October 21, 2008
KICKED TO THE CURB
Now and then Mimi will kick dad to the curb, meanning that if we have to go somwhere where we need to take two cars, Mimi will always choose to go with mom. This morning after gymnastics it was mom who got kicked to the curb. Mimi was sitting in her booster seat nearly on the verge of tears asking "Why doesn't anyone want to come pick me up???" Mom says "Whut?" again Mimi says "Why doesn't anyone want to come pick me up???" After doing some detective work, mom realized at one time or another each one of Mimi's friends had someone other than their own mom pick them up from school. One day it would be Keri (Blake's mom)who brought Zoe home from school or Brandy (Halle's mom) who brought Erin to school. Poor, poor Mimi so far she has no one to pick her up from school although I just remembered that last Friday Janet brought Mimi to school.
"THE ARTIST" aka MIMI

Well I'm sure you've heard of Prince aka The Artist, in our family the artist is known as Mimi. This morning while mom is on the computer catching up on the latest news, Mimi came in very quietly and stole a piece of paper and was doing something very quietly (which is a contradiction in terms). Next thing mom heard was Mimi yelling "Mom! Come in here! I wanna show you something! I'm artisting!!!" Mom goes to look and sure enough Mimi is doing what she calls "arting".
Monday, October 20, 2008
FAMILY DAY


Every Sunday is our family day at the Putney household. This past Sunday was spent at home doing what mom and Mimi likes doing the best which is hanging out in our pj's and doing nothing at all. The weather here is in full swing of Autum. It is absolutely gorgeous with the changing of the colors. The trees are colored with amazing yellow, orange and gold. The air is cccoold and crisp. It reached a whopping 54 degrees outside. Ol' Blakey was feeling a bit lonely at home with no one to play with so he came over and spent the day with Mimi. They played the piano, Wii sports and of course no day is complete without playing with the Lincoln Logs. It is actually made of real wood just like the ones Uncle Jim played with back in the day for those of us who can remember. Blake and Mimi play just like brother and sister. Now and then he would get frustrated with her because she has her own mind and won't give in to his demands. He would say "Mimi, if you don't do what I say, I'm gonna go home!" Either Mimi would eventually give in or Blake would give in and they would go back to playing happily again. Finally when Blake made his threat to Mimi again, mom being the little devil and knowing how much Blake loves coming here said "OK Blake, good-bye. We'll see ya tomorrow". He just looked at mom with his big brown doe eyes and said "I don't wanna go home! I'm not going anywhere!" Mom loves to tease Mimi and Blake. Cheap thrills and cruel I know, but hey, I gotta have some fun sometime.
WHEN I GROW UP.....
Mimi: Mom, you wanna know what I'm gonna to be when I grow up?
Mom: No, what?
Mimi: I'm going to be a doctor.
Mom: Really?! Does that mean you will take care of me when I get old?
Mimi: Uh huh.
Mom: How about dad?
Mimi: Uh huh.
Mom: How about Blake, Erin, Zoe and Halle and their families?
Mimi: Uh huh them too.
Mom: Wow! How about Samantha and Katie and their Families? Are you going to take of them too?
Mimi: Uh huh. Mom, does Samantha have our phone number? We have to tell her that our number is (***) ***-7702.
Mom: No, what?
Mimi: I'm going to be a doctor.
Mom: Really?! Does that mean you will take care of me when I get old?
Mimi: Uh huh.
Mom: How about dad?
Mimi: Uh huh.
Mom: How about Blake, Erin, Zoe and Halle and their families?
Mimi: Uh huh them too.
Mom: Wow! How about Samantha and Katie and their Families? Are you going to take of them too?
Mimi: Uh huh. Mom, does Samantha have our phone number? We have to tell her that our number is (***) ***-7702.
A FEW OF MY FAVORITE THINGS.......

Sunday, October 19, 2008
UPDATE ON THE WINTER OLYMPICS
Dad wrote in and our names are officially on the list for the various events. The only problem is... mom is having a brain fart and can't remember what the events are!!!!!
BAD NEWS

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