Tonight my baby sister, Ms. Ashley, is graduating from high school. She survived, we survived, her teachers survived. She is free to move on to new challenges, new horizons, and new teachers to torture.
I arrived at the hospital 5 minutes after she was born; she popped out too quickly for me to get there in time, though I was only 45 minutes away when I got that call that Mom had gone into labor. I changed her diapers and sang her to sleep. I dangled her head-down over the toilet and told her I would flush her and feed her to the toilet monster if she didn't behave, setting her potty training back by who knows how long. I demonstrated the use of the word "shit" so effectively that she used it herself for the first time when she was two. Actually, that's the age when Andrew and I both first said it also, so it seems to have been a family tradition.
Time passes so quickly. I choose to look on this milestone as a sign not that I'm getting old, but that she is.
Hah.
Congratulations, Ashes!
I arrived at the hospital 5 minutes after she was born; she popped out too quickly for me to get there in time, though I was only 45 minutes away when I got that call that Mom had gone into labor. I changed her diapers and sang her to sleep. I dangled her head-down over the toilet and told her I would flush her and feed her to the toilet monster if she didn't behave, setting her potty training back by who knows how long. I demonstrated the use of the word "shit" so effectively that she used it herself for the first time when she was two. Actually, that's the age when Andrew and I both first said it also, so it seems to have been a family tradition.
Time passes so quickly. I choose to look on this milestone as a sign not that I'm getting old, but that she is.
Hah.
Congratulations, Ashes!
Must have caused brain damage when I held her upside down.
On her behalf... thanks! We think she's beautiful, but she doesn't see it herself really. She doesn't think that she's ugly, and she has more self-confidence than I did at her age, but she's not vain.
BTW, I could always email Tay and give her the idea. *G*
We all said "shit" by the age of two, too. It must be an American thing :)
As far as emailing Tay....and to think I considered you my friend:)Oh yeah, I love my twisted minded friends!!