Oooh! A central repository for sozlet stories! I'm so excited!
(HEY! 'Nuff with the eyerolling and "
there she goes again" mutterings...)
Lesse lesse... her birthday, E.G., birthday, Christmas, and my birthday all happen within just over a month's span, and we had several late-arriving gifts, too, so she's been hip-deep in presents. She seems to be going through some kind of withdrawal, and has been giving me "presents" all day, with great fanfare. At one point threw herself into my arms and gave me a big hug, and said something about a present. I didn't quite get it, and asked what the present was. She said "ME!" with a giant grin.
She's constantly telling stories and giving me imaginary delicacies to eat, etc., so when I was preparing dinner yesterday, she was preparing her own meal, and handing me things to "eat". I was kind of distracted, but took time to appreciate her yummy creations. At one point, she handed me something, I popped it in my mouth and chewed with great relish, and her eyes got very big and horrified and she backed away. E.G. attempted to avoid cracking up and signed to me behind her back, "That was her pet MOUSE!" Oops. I tried to twist it into I was just KISSING the mouse, but I don't think I convinced her.