{I Can Only Be.Me}
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You know, it took me 20 minutes to make this thing. That’s how limited my video editing skills are. And I still spelled genius wrong. Heh. That’s a damn cute kid though, if I do say so myself. And STFU about my singing. I’ll smack you.
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Happy Birthday sweet child. I love you forever right now.
One minute.
One year.
Two years.
Three years.
Name: Rosario Gabrielle
Nickname: Goobie, Ari, and Goobalicious
Age: 3 years.
Birthplace: North Carolina
Heritage: German/Irish & Black/Mexican
Zodiac Sign: Libra
Shoe Size: 6 – Toddlers
Clothing Size: 2T
Rightie or Leftie: Right Handed
Innie or Outie: Innie.
Fears: Bugs.
Bedtime: 7pm
Favorite Song: “Yellow Submarine” – The Beatles
Favorite Movie: The Incredible Hulk/Help!
Favorite TV Show: Sesame Street,
Favorite Toy: Leapster 2, dollhouse
Favorite Place: Under my arm.
Favorite Person: Mommy – Comforter, disciplinarian, punching bag, play thing…
Favorite Saying: ‘I outta here!’ [usually after someone has upset her]
Favorite Book: Dr. Seuss’ Green Eggs and Ham
Favorite Food: Tacos, sharp cheddar cheese, beef bacon, plums, strawberries, macaroni and cheese
Favorite Animal: Dogs. Large dogs. “Ruff ruff!”
Favorite Store: Target.
Salad Dressing: Ranch.
Toothpaste Flavor: Bubblegum.
Dislikes: Getting in trouble [stern voice, harsh glare, time out, anything similar], being told no, being comforted after she hurts herself, before requesting said comforting.
Likes: playing with her sister, petting the dogs, swinging, throwing rocks, sitting in her high chair, waking up at midnight and watching television shows on my computer with me, stealing swigs of my soda when I’m not paying attention.
I did this survey for her on my MySpace blog last year, and the year before that I wrote her birth story. Both are private entries, so if you’re interested you’ll have to friend me. Reading her birth story is the only way to understand the significance of this song [and the title of the post]:
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We went to the Children’s Museum this morning.
$30 for me, The Bella and Goobie. We’d never been and I thought to myself while signing the credit card receipt: “Ooohhh, this had better be worth it.” It was.
They performed ‘Hey Jude‘ to the tune of ‘Mary had a Little Lamb‘ on the karaoke stage and worked with mixing primary colors in the science lab. They swabbed the deck in the pirate ship and raced trains. We created glittery collages and hid rubber dinosaurs in the rice box to freak out the next unsuspecting children. Hehe.
We made bird feeders. One of them consisted of cookies, raisins, cheerios and Cracklin’ Oat Bran on a string. Goobie ate more herself than she left for the birds. The other one was a Peanut Butter and bird seed covered pine cone. That one was mine, I ended up doing all of the work while they licked organic peanut butter off of the knife.
In our living room, instead of a wall facing the front yard there’s a set of picture windows from floor to ceiling. I placed their artwork there for the neighbors to ‘ooo’ and ‘ahh’ over because, you know, my toddlers are such awesome artists.
I hung the bird feeders in the front yard. We have yet to see one flippin’ wing flap out there. Ungrateful bastards. We worked hard on those things, and not for our own benefit, but for theirs. It’s really not that damn cold.
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