This morning Fintan was really cranky. Nothing made him happy. He was demanding and whiney and bossy and had one meltdown after another. Finally I took him into my lap and said, "Fintan, I don't understand. What's wrong? Why are you so sad?"
He sat quietly in my lap for a moment then lifted his hand and pointed. "That bucket is making me sad."
Thursday, December 11, 2008
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Damn the bucket! I know how he feels....things like that upset me too sometimes! For me it's El Camino's....you know the cars that look kinf of like trucks. If I see one it can ruin my day. ;) I hope you got rid of the bucket!
I will destroy that bucket if it continues to sadden Fintan. Dawn, I'd destroy the El Caminos, too, but my little sis loves them... Clowns do it for me.
I'm with Dawn on the el camino - but it's in the form of Subaru's Baja. I hate those things. I hope you let Fintan kick the bucket. Well, you know what I mean.
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