It happened again. This morning as I was hugging my smelly ol'bolster... (ya ya, laugh all you want!). I suddenly heard Mrs B's jewelry box playing, you know, that kind of irritating ding-a-ling wind up music box type, ding-a-ling ding-a-ling into your ears. Suddenly SueAnne came running to me, poking me in the stomach trying to wake me up.
SueAnne: Daddy, daddy, I want this!
B69: *pretending to be groggy, open one eye... OMG! That's Mrs B's mikimoto necklace that I bought for our 8th Anniversary!* Errr, no no darling. That's mummy's necklace. Put back, put back.
SueAnne: But I want... I don't have.... I wantttt hooorrrrr.... *sweetly*
B69: No no, that's mummy's...
SueAnne then ran into the bathroom where Mrs B was taking her bath.
SueAnne: Mummmmyyyy! Mummmmyyy! Can I have this?
Mrs B: What? *Open shower door* No! That's mummy's. Put it back!
SueAnne: But I don't have woooorrr! I want wooorrrr...
Mrs B: Put back! Put back!
SueAnne dutifully came out of the bathroom and went back to the jewelry box - rummage rummage. Girls! It's in their genes, right?
Mrs B: *came out from the bathroom* SueAnne, stop playing with my things.
SueAnne: See mummy? *she took out her "dog tag" which we bought for her when she was one year old* See See? My one broke already wooorrr. *no chain* I want this one *mikimoto*
Mrs B: Daddddddyyyyyy!!! What genes have you given to your daughter, huh?
B69: hehehe *goes back and hug his ol'smelly bolster*
Buaya69 says,"Next, must get SueAnne to ask for a PS2, muahahahar!" :P