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And singing, too. I've corrupted my sister! She sings! A-hahahaha! Mine is truly an evil laugh!
But here we are, talking, and we're discussing for some reason the layout of our apartment on 18th avenue. I can see it so clearly, too... And Jenn mentioned "the refrigerator was here, I used to climb on top of it..." and as she did, I was struck with the memory that I climbed on top of it too, all the damn time! I don't know how I forgot, since it's not like I've since stopped climbing on top of things. I routinely perch standing on our kitchen sink to fix the curtain, for example, and I suspect I climbed on top of the fridge over here a few times as well....
You wouldn't think that'd be the kind of thing one just forgets, would you?
(Incidentally, I have no intention of relating this story to either nieceling until they're too old to do something so stupid)
But here we are, talking, and we're discussing for some reason the layout of our apartment on 18th avenue. I can see it so clearly, too... And Jenn mentioned "the refrigerator was here, I used to climb on top of it..." and as she did, I was struck with the memory that I climbed on top of it too, all the damn time! I don't know how I forgot, since it's not like I've since stopped climbing on top of things. I routinely perch standing on our kitchen sink to fix the curtain, for example, and I suspect I climbed on top of the fridge over here a few times as well....
You wouldn't think that'd be the kind of thing one just forgets, would you?
(Incidentally, I have no intention of relating this story to either nieceling until they're too old to do something so stupid)
