Sunday, June 26, 2005

Mrs. Smith Goes To Washington

Sorry! I am sorry for not telling Worthington what to type for a long time, but Ange and I went to America! Ange said that people in America are robots who like people who are also robots. I like robots! I like Transformers and stuff.

I took this picture of Ange when she was auditioning for a new movie called "The Jeffersons." Ange told me it was a very popular T.V. show before I was born. After Ange did really good on her audition, she took me to a white house where she said a really bad, dirty, idiotic wannabe cowboy from Connecticut pretending to be from Texas man lives. We stood there and then she bought me ice cream and told me to eat it fast because the man in the white house lets people drive Tonka Trucks which makes everything a lot hotter. After we ate ice cream and laughed and sung some songs and then tickled each other and stuff, we thought about going home. I said "where's BradDad?" and Ange said he would probably be meeting us back at the castle, although we might be going together somewhere to play. I hope we can eat ice cream there, too. Worthington told me I need to get a new haircut. Bye!

Sunday, June 12, 2005

Mr. & Mrs. Mommy & Daddy

Ange left me at home so she could go to the big movie with Brad last Tuesday. I started crying. I wanted to go to the big movie! Ange said I should be a big boy but it's hard! I think it's because Brad doesn't like me. He's really nice to me and buys me stuff and builds sand castles with me in Africa and stuff, but I know he likes to kiss Ange. And so do I! Ange told me that the kissing is different, that she kisses me for different reasons than she kisses Brad.

Anyway, now that the numbers are out for the big movie, Ange is really excited. I said, "Ange, I can count to six!" Ange giggled like Mary Ann Whitterow at my school. She said "silly, Ange's big movie made a lot more than six. Do you know what this means? I said, "can you buy me a pretzel with mustard?" She said, "of course! But also, it means that Ange and BradDad are going to bring you the best present of all!" I screamed! "ARE YOU GETTING ME A BLACKHAWK UH-60 WITH GUNS AND SWORDS AND MISSILES!?"

Ange's favorite gun is the pump shotgun. And BradDad likes pistols. I like warbirds. But the present is none of those things. I asked Chankrisna if she knew what Ange was getting. Chankrisna said it might be a new friend. A best friend to live with Ange and me. And then maybe BradDad will stay with us, too. Ange, BradDad, me, Worthington, Chankrisna, and some other people that live at our castle whose names I forget because I'm three and five-sixths years old.

Saturday, June 04, 2005

Happy Birthday, Mommy!

It's my Mommy's birthday today! It's my Mommy's birthday today! Yea! Yea! Hooray! So now that my Mommy is 30 years old she says it's time to make some changes. I like changes. Like when she changes my pull-up. She wants me to sleep in my own bed now which is fine with me because I have fourteen beds and Worthington said that he would wear Mommy's perfume so that I could fall asleep and dream of Mommy kissing my nose. "So what else, Mommy?" I asked. She said I should call her "Ange" from now on. She thinks because we are both more mature, it's better. So I am going to have to get used to calling Mommy "Ange," which will be hard but Worthington said he would help. I am learning how to sing "Happy Birthday" in Cambodian. Chankrisna is my maid. Mommy adopted her just for me. She cleans my room and gives me ice cream. She is from Cambodia like me. Her name means "sweet-smelling tree." She lives in Guest House #3.

For Ange's birthday we are going to go to the store and buy stuff to make a cake. And then, I want to go back to Africa! And I want to build sand castles with Mommy and rub her back! She likes when I do karate chops on her shoulders. She says it feels good and I have magic hands. I can't believe it! I wonder what else these hands can do? I need stuff. Like Dragon Tales. I like Dragons. I also like fire and wax. That is why we have candles on the cake. It was my idea. Happy Birthday Mommy! Sorry I called you Mommy. Can I change mine to Chinook? Maybe for my birthday???