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CarolynB
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I few days back there was a thread about what our kids have done or do, well this is from an email my daughter sent about my granddaughter.
Most of you know I have three children. Two beautiful princesses and
one handsome prince. One of my princesses, the oldest - Brandolyn, can
be quite rambunctious. Her twin brother can too, but Brandolyn just
has a way of taking it to that next level. A few months ago, she
decided to cut her hair. Many of you saw it. She took her bangs to
the scalp and various chunks out of the rest of her hair. I laughed, I
(almost) cried, but came to the conclusion that it was a right of
passage. My sister did it too when she was just a couple of years old
with her best friend Jack when we were living over seas in Indonesia.
I never did it myself, but I couldn't possibly risk cutting off the
halo that sat atop my head. Brandolyn just wanted to be like Mulan
(she cut her hair with a sword so she could look like a boy and go to
war for her Dad).
Last night Ms. Brandolyn went through another right of passage.
Although most people who live in Arizona probably won't have this
experience under their belt, leave it to my Brandolyn to show the world
that it doesn't matter where you live (or what month it is) to get
that experience. Those of you who are my age (I'm 28) and a little
older/maybe a little younger, probably remember the classic,
"Christmas Story" which I try to catch once a year at least.
Brandolyn hasn't seen it. so can you guess what she did???
She got her tongue stuck (not to a frozen pole) inside a freezer. Now
it was one of those dorm room size freezers. I was at my parents home
last night and after dinner we were sitting out on the patio swing. I
was nursing the baby (who's teething and in terrible pain) and I see
her bending down into the fridge. The twins are always getting into
the ice so I didn't think anything of it. Well Ms. Brandolyn starts
to freak out a bit. I told my mom, "she's stuck or something."
I'm thinking it's her hair caught in the door maybe. But before my
mom got to her, and Brandolyn started to freak out a bit more, I realize
that it's her tongue. So, there I am, trying to get inside to get a
cup of water with my baby in arm. I tell my Dad who was watching TV as
I pass, that she's got her tongue stuck in the freezer. I come back
with a glass of water, my dad is trying to get the hose out, I hand the
cup to my mom (cause I'm still holding the baby) and her tongue is in
too far for the cup to reach. So here comes my Dad with the hose
unraveled and starts wetting her down. She finally came undone and she
was crying, and crying, and crying. She had just a little sore on her
tongue which had maybe 1 or 2 drops of blood on it. I passed the baby
to my Mom and picked up my big girl and held her while she cried. I
just had my lips closed as tight as they would go because I didn't
want to bust into laughter in my daughters moment of despair.
So she calms down a little and we call my husband so she can tell her
Daddy what happened. New, fresh tears accompany her explanation to
Jason about what happened. So much so, that he could not understand a
thing she was saying. So I grabbed the phone, and thank goodness I
delivered the message because Daddy just couldn't contain the
laughter. By this point I was having a horrible time containing it as
well. She sat on my lap as we laughed about it, poor thing. She
finally has enough composure to get back on the phone with her Daddy.
Then she goes and breaks my heart by saying "Daddy, I'm sorry I got
my tongue stuck in that freezer." So here we're both trying to
tell her that she doesn't need to be sorry, but she shouldn't do
that ever again.
I just wanted to share this story with you. I know it will go down in
my memory bank. And I'll definitely use it against her when she's
older, teee heee!!!!
Most of you know I have three children. Two beautiful princesses and
one handsome prince. One of my princesses, the oldest - Brandolyn, can
be quite rambunctious. Her twin brother can too, but Brandolyn just
has a way of taking it to that next level. A few months ago, she
decided to cut her hair. Many of you saw it. She took her bangs to
the scalp and various chunks out of the rest of her hair. I laughed, I
(almost) cried, but came to the conclusion that it was a right of
passage. My sister did it too when she was just a couple of years old
with her best friend Jack when we were living over seas in Indonesia.
I never did it myself, but I couldn't possibly risk cutting off the
halo that sat atop my head. Brandolyn just wanted to be like Mulan
(she cut her hair with a sword so she could look like a boy and go to
war for her Dad).
Last night Ms. Brandolyn went through another right of passage.
Although most people who live in Arizona probably won't have this
experience under their belt, leave it to my Brandolyn to show the world
that it doesn't matter where you live (or what month it is) to get
that experience. Those of you who are my age (I'm 28) and a little
older/maybe a little younger, probably remember the classic,
"Christmas Story" which I try to catch once a year at least.
Brandolyn hasn't seen it. so can you guess what she did???
She got her tongue stuck (not to a frozen pole) inside a freezer. Now
it was one of those dorm room size freezers. I was at my parents home
last night and after dinner we were sitting out on the patio swing. I
was nursing the baby (who's teething and in terrible pain) and I see
her bending down into the fridge. The twins are always getting into
the ice so I didn't think anything of it. Well Ms. Brandolyn starts
to freak out a bit. I told my mom, "she's stuck or something."
I'm thinking it's her hair caught in the door maybe. But before my
mom got to her, and Brandolyn started to freak out a bit more, I realize
that it's her tongue. So, there I am, trying to get inside to get a
cup of water with my baby in arm. I tell my Dad who was watching TV as
I pass, that she's got her tongue stuck in the freezer. I come back
with a glass of water, my dad is trying to get the hose out, I hand the
cup to my mom (cause I'm still holding the baby) and her tongue is in
too far for the cup to reach. So here comes my Dad with the hose
unraveled and starts wetting her down. She finally came undone and she
was crying, and crying, and crying. She had just a little sore on her
tongue which had maybe 1 or 2 drops of blood on it. I passed the baby
to my Mom and picked up my big girl and held her while she cried. I
just had my lips closed as tight as they would go because I didn't
want to bust into laughter in my daughters moment of despair.
So she calms down a little and we call my husband so she can tell her
Daddy what happened. New, fresh tears accompany her explanation to
Jason about what happened. So much so, that he could not understand a
thing she was saying. So I grabbed the phone, and thank goodness I
delivered the message because Daddy just couldn't contain the
laughter. By this point I was having a horrible time containing it as
well. She sat on my lap as we laughed about it, poor thing. She
finally has enough composure to get back on the phone with her Daddy.
Then she goes and breaks my heart by saying "Daddy, I'm sorry I got
my tongue stuck in that freezer." So here we're both trying to
tell her that she doesn't need to be sorry, but she shouldn't do
that ever again.
I just wanted to share this story with you. I know it will go down in
my memory bank. And I'll definitely use it against her when she's
older, teee heee!!!!
D