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July 2007
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Pepik has kidnapped his brother! He also wanted his sister but she is off somewhere doing something he stopped lsitening about halfway through being told. He is bored and requires specific parental attentions.

So he waves bare feet in Paul's face as he calls from his pinpoing.

"Mama! Maaaaaaaaaaaaama! Mamamamamamama! Mama!" Because he's not nearly weird enough, he needs to be as annoying as possible before she even answers the pinpointy device.

Look. At least he's not doing all this naked.


Elizabeth holds the pinpoint away from her ear until Pepik is done. "Did you want something, Pepik?"

"Yes." Duh.

He makes faces at Paul.

"If you're not careful, your face will get stuck like that."


"What is it?"

"Oh, it will not. Stupid." Pepik is apparently capbable of carrying two conversations at the same time. "Come heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeere."

"Sure it will." It totally would. If Paul could do that.

"I'm a little busy -- give me a little while."

"Mama Paul is mean to me. Come make him stop." >:/

"I am not!" Hahaha sure.

"I will be there very soon."

"What'cha doin'?" :3? Pepik tries to get his feet free of the MEAN BROTHER.

WEIGHT. Ha ha ha ha. XD

"Trying to work."


Pepk requires attention.

"Oh, I am not." Eye rolllls.

"I'm sure you can manage for ten minutes while I finish this. I've got to go, or it's going to take me longer to get there."

"I'm gonna call back if you don't. Ten minutes." Pepik hangs up on her and....pounces on Paul. AUGH BROTHER DIE NOW >:D

Tickle and wrestle war?

Ten minutes later, Elizabeth pinpoints into her bedroom in the house and goes looking for Her Boys.

They are obviously still in the living room, rolling around wrestling each other.

Of course they are.

Paul is probably NOT winning very often.

Elizabeth leans in the doorway. "Well, hello."

:o Pepik is distracted and Paul does win. Yay for Paul!

He promtply scrambles up. "MAMA!"

Huzzah, a win. "Hello!"

"Hi, there. What's going on?"