Remember a few nights ago when I told you that Jiminy Cricket was chirping outside my bedroom window? Relentlessly? For three nights straight?
Make that five nights straight.
Then last night I didn't go to bed. Until way late. I was writing essays at the computer in the living room. And guess what? He found me!
How did he find me?
Make that five nights straight.
Then last night I didn't go to bed. Until way late. I was writing essays at the computer in the living room. And guess what? He found me!
How did he find me?
And why did he find me?
"What do you WANT?" I called out the window.
And then it hit me. He's trying to tell me something. Something muy important. And I haven't been listening.
"What do you WANT?" I called out the window.
And then it hit me. He's trying to tell me something. Something muy important. And I haven't been listening.
So I googled what does Jiminy Cricket want to tell me? and this Youtube video popped up.
Do you think he's trying to remind me that I can become a real boy?
Do you think he's trying to remind me that I can become a real boy?
But first I'll have to get swallowed by a big fish (which is cool with me because just think of all the big fish stories I'll have to tell then.)
Or maybe he wants me to tell YOU that YOU can become a real boy.
Either way, a big MAHALO to the universe for the friendly reminder. I needed it.
And I bet you did too.
Or maybe he wants me to tell YOU that YOU can become a real boy.
Either way, a big MAHALO to the universe for the friendly reminder. I needed it.
And I bet you did too.
9 comments:
But I don't want to be a real boy!
Oh yes you do, Barb. LOL!!! ;)
maybe he's just trying to make you glad your dummy nose stays the same size regardless of how many fish-stories you tell :)
ha ha T. I thought of that too.
So did you wish for Jimminy Cricket to get eaten by a seagull?
That is what I would wish for.
Holy Crap! Today is the first Tuesday in October and we missed Tooele Tuesday! So sorry! Things been a little crazy...raincheck?
My second daughter always reminds me on the daily basis that Boys Stink! They sweat bad! and They eat like Crazy animals at lunch! and for that i dont want to be a boy either!....
But maybe they're not REAL BOYS!
On the other hand.... My 2 year old THinks that being a Boy is as easy as putting on a pair of Shorts or Pants.. She always tells me, "I dont want to wear that skirt, I want to be a boy!" If it were only that easy huh?
You had me at "essays".
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