Curly and her parents are here for a visit this weekend. (Grandma gave Curly's mom an early birthday present of tickets to see Les Miserables tomorrow night.)
So far, the big news of the visit is that it only took the beast 3.5 hours to sink his teeth into Curly's hand. I wasn't home to witness the incident, but reports are that Curly dropped her pacifier in the vicinity of the beast, and when she stooped to retrieve it, he interpreted the action as an overt threat against his tennis balls, and he struck out. The beast was promptly booted outside, and once Curly's hand stopped gushing blood, the beast was allowed back inside but banished to the front of the house, on the other side of the baby gate, until Curly went to bed.
The amazing thing is that once she recovered, Curly kept smiling and waving at the beast, wanting to play with him. I would say, however, that he's skating on thin ice. If he's not careful, he might get himself shipped back to Africa where he came from!
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OR he might get shipped to Detroit, where his real mommy and daddy live. His sisters there, since they are now five years old and big girls, are probably more capable of defending themselves than Curly, at seventeen months. There must be a lesson for us jaded adults in the way Curly was so quick to forgive and want to be friends again...
M.
Is Curly Adam's? I'm killing myself...
Yes lady.author, Curly is Niece #3, or Daughter #1 of Brother #2.
Good point, M. She doesn't seem to be holding any kind of grudge. But I think her daddy is.
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