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Last night one of our techs fielded a call from a disgruntled TFTBM reader. Seems the little ones don't get enough coverage, according to the grumpy caller.

Do you want to hear about more proof I've discovered about McCain's secret plan to change voters minds via younglings? Oh yes, seems my nephew has the same political leaning as Ian. And he even went so far as to spread rumors such as Obarak Obama is going to pay people tons of money to pick up trash. I hadn't heard that one but shows the pervasiveness of the scheme. Good thing we don't listen to kids, huh?

Maybe you want to hear how I make Reagan cry about 2-3.7 times daily. Seems the 10 year old (going on 17) is a bundle of nerves and I hold the magic phrase that pays to make her cry. Awesome stuff. A simple, "Is that what you are going to wear?" from me is all it takes. Or even, "Reagan, what did you do to your brother?". They all set her off leaving me dumbfounded (no really, more than usual).

Maybe you want to hear if Ian is excited for his birthday this weekend? Yep, the little shaver is turning 6 and is so amp'd up you'd think he guzzles Redbull in his free time. He may.

Or maybe you want to know just how gung ho Ian is on karate. He is taking Taekwando in our local gym and is more gung ho than anyone has a right to be. His yelling, "yes sir" and "thank you sir" can always carry over the other little voices. Give this kid an order and he snaps to it in frighteningly fast forcefulness. That is alliteration at its finest.

So there is a dose of kid news. We now return you to the programming that apparently bores the heck out of my readers...

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Profe said…
to wear= to don clothing
where= location

Example: Where is the dress I want to ear tonight?
Profe said…
Oops--it seems I didn't hit the w hard enough. That's wear, not ear. That's what I get for correcting others.

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