Today is my niece’s 7th birthday, and in good aunt practice, I gave her a bagload of presents. Her mother was “thrilled”. She got a Barbie doll (Barbie is evil), a pencil case loaded with cool stuff because she’s just learned to read and write and she loves doing it, a notebook (pink of course, with princess stickers on the front), a puzzle (got a bear and a dog, and only 1000 pieces, about 990 of which I’ll get to put in), an mp3 player (preloaded with acceptable music), and a bicycle.
Stupid planning on my part to buy so much: the dear child has one sister, and two twins on the way. These children will cost me a fortune!
Little Possum Used To Be So Cute
Oh, and just a quick question. Can someone remind me to call her and wish her a Happy Birthday? She’ll hurt me if I don’t. She pounces, out of nowhere. It hurts, it’s sudden, and usually she leaps out from places I don’t think she can fit. It’s evil!