The return of Mama and Papa Rune.

[aquabean]

The family got back late last night. The animals were overjoyed to see them and my mom convinced me to spend the night with them in the guest room. Not a bad deal all around except that I was woken up this morning when my mum came in and turned on the washer and dryer. I'd have been more offended if it hadn't already been 10:45. Not having spent a large quantity of time with my family I'd forgotten how funny they are.

Things overheard so far this morning:

We have dogs
Mama: *wandering through the room* Duncan tried to eat the tortillas.
Me: Yeah?
Bear: *wandering in the other direction* Papa stopped him.
Mama: At least he has good taste.

My mom buys me clothes
Bear: See, it's got peacocks!
Me: Sweet.
Mama: *holds up blouse*
Blouse: *is HUGE*
Me: *blinkblink* ...it's a little big.
Mama: Well, I wanted to make sure it would fit your...*waves hand vaguely*
Bear: *helpful* You've got huge boobs.
Me: *dry* I hadn't noticed.
Mama: *looks down at her own much smaller chest* I just wonder where you got them.
Me: *facepalm*

Life imitates what?
Me: Good morning.
Papa: Hello.
Papa: *stands in the middle of the dining room looking slightly lost*
Papa: Have you seen your mother?
Me: *on the computer* Nope.
Papa: ...maybe she's outside...*wanders out into the backyard*
Papa: *walks past Bear, who's sitting on a lawn chair reading*
Papa: *standing next to lawn chair* What about your sister?
Me: *raises eyebrow* Um...
Bear: Yo.
Papa: *looks down* Oh. Hello. When did you get here?
Bear: Just now. I wanted to surprise you.
Papa: Have you seen your mother?
Bear: I hid her.
Papa: *nods, solemn* Not hard, she's pretty short.
Mama: *from inside* I'm not that small!
Me: *mumbled* Who you callin' so small you can hide me in your pocket?
Mama: *comes out of nowhere and peers over my shoulder* What?
Me: Eep!
Mama: That's what I thought.

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[nightengale.livejournal.com]

*dead*

*and twitching because of the last bit of Edness*

Bear: *helpful* You've got huge boobs.

The "helpful" part of that is what kills me. Kills me DEAD.

I have snagged a three-day babysitting job for T, W, H, this week. I will be in her house with a baby and nearly nothing to do. If I can figure out how to hijack the internet connection....hellO, Hello! ^_~

[runefallstar.livejournal.com]

Seriously, my family is the crack I always talk about.

My mom is 4'10". Tiny, tiny lady. We call her the Pocket Mama. heeheh.