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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 14, 2007 22:04:15 GMT
"Don't think that's a good thing Row." I laugh, heading down the stairs to the kitchen.
"More grown up then you." I laugh, sticking my tongue out at her,"Ah bugs, I remember those good old days. Pffft. Female infulence, I barely had any of that growing up and I turned out just fine." I grin,"Later Poppyseed, when your daddy isn't around I'll teach you how to wrestle."
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 14, 2007 22:07:38 GMT
"No, me neither, but oh well." I laugh.
"You are not more grown up than me!" She puts her hands on her hips and sticks her tongue out back, then grins, "Really?"
"Oh God, please don't teach her more violence..."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 14, 2007 22:16:05 GMT
"Nothing we can do now." I grin,"Am so." I laugh ruffling Poppy's hair,"and yes, just when your daddy isn't looking." I laugh,"How else is she suppose to defend herself?"
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 14, 2007 22:18:24 GMT
"Are not, lemming!" She laughs, "Daddy; you have to close your eyes now!" She tells me.
I laugh, "Nice try. Oh she has her ways. She's evil in the form of a little girl."
"Am not."
"Are too."
"Not."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 14, 2007 22:24:05 GMT
"Have to agree with your da on this one Poppy." I laugh, handing her a small cup of hot chocolate,"Here, careful it's hot okay Poppyseed?"
"Sure you don't want anything Rowan? I'd offer coffee but your brother has drank all that was in the house since he's no longer allowed to drink for the next seven months."
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 14, 2007 22:27:28 GMT
"I'm only a little bit evil..." She insists, taking the cup from her, "Thankee."
"Yeah, I'm sure thanks." I laugh slightly, "Ah, caffeine, that'd explain how irritating he's been lately...more than usual. Why the drinking ban?"
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 14, 2007 22:31:52 GMT
"Welcome." I grin, lifting her up, and setting her in the chair in the table, grabbing myself a cup,"I can't drink and I don't think it's fair that he can. Little agreement we have, the only agreement we have lately, when I'm not emotional due to the baby or my lack of medication we're at each other's throats." I say quietly, making sure Poppy couldn't hear.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 14, 2007 22:36:55 GMT
I nod slightly, open my mouth to speak, then close it again, not sure what to say
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 14, 2007 22:39:31 GMT
"It's fine, it's seven months, even less now." I mutter, taking a sip of coca,"Besides, I've been sober for six months now, another seven is nothing."
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 14, 2007 22:44:23 GMT
"Okay, well, good luck."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 14, 2007 22:45:39 GMT
"Need all the luck I can, made him quit smoking too."
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 14, 2007 22:51:16 GMT
"Yeah, he muttered something about that when I asked if he had a light."
"But he smokes on the porch at home," Poppy adds helpfully, "Uncle Scott's special cigarettes."
I smack my hand to my forehead, "Thanks for your contribution, Papillon."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 15, 2007 20:14:42 GMT
I turn around, hands on my hips,"Oh he does, does he? What else does he do Poppyseed?"
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Sept 23, 2007 11:56:39 GMT
"Lot's of things. But Daddy says I have to," she puts her finger to her lips, "About home, because nobody wants to hear about it."
"Make me sound like a nazi there," I mutter, rolling my eyes slightly.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Sept 23, 2007 14:20:08 GMT
I laugh,"Yeah, most people don't want to hear about family troubles and you do not sound like a nazi Row."
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 1, 2007 16:44:32 GMT
"Oh no, according to Morgan I do. And Chris too. Nazi's...secret police...something like that. Sad thing is Poppy listens to her even if no one else does," I laugh slightly.
"Is family troubles like when I won't come down from the top shelf of the cupboard that no one can reach?" She asks.
"Yeah, that counts."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 1, 2007 21:02:45 GMT
"So that's where she got that from." I laugh,"Oh boy, how does Ian take that?"
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 5, 2007 17:21:38 GMT
"Yeah," I laugh, "That'd be where she got it from."
Then I stop laughing and raise an eyebrow, "How do you think he takes it? Not so good. She likes the top shelf of the cupboard and climbing trees, so he tries to convince her to come down, gives up, starts panicking and/or goes completely and temporarily stark raving mad and get's someone else to watch her for a bit while he goes for a smoke."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 5, 2007 20:58:32 GMT
"God, Row loves going on about that." I grin slightly then stop,"Figures he'd do that." I say deciding not to comment on him going out to smoke.
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 6, 2007 12:36:29 GMT
"Yeah, I noticed that. She's worse than Ian with putting nonsense into her head. Can tell when she's been talking to either one of them," I laugh slightly, then half-grimace, "Yeah, well, can't really blame him. Know what he's like about high places. And Scott thought it'd be amusing to put the idea into Poppy's head that high places were fun."
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 6, 2007 13:49:26 GMT
"Yeah, I know." I mutter, tucking a strand of hair behind my ear."Well, hate to say it. Scott's right.
I glance over at Poppy,"Alright Poppyseed, I want to make you a deal okay?"
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Post by Rowan Hunt on Oct 9, 2007 16:17:41 GMT
"But Scott's also a-..." I trail off, glancing at Poppy, "And did it out of spite."
"Yep, dealio." She smiles.
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Post by Madeline Speare on Oct 9, 2007 22:22:56 GMT
"Scott, got to love him don't you?" I ask sarcastically rolling my eyes.
"Okay, Poppyseed, here's the deal. No more going up in high places okay? It scares you daddy and your uncle, and we don't need to scare them okay?"
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