Thread:Calliebubba/@comment-27643406-20160329021355/@comment-27108021-20160401152951

JenniferLNW wrote: Calliebubba wrote: Long ago one of my neighbors (and instant fast friend's) second child pretty much screamed all the time for the first couple years of her life. No reason just mad all the time...except when I held her. Which is why I gave her the nickname Mimi (as in Screaming...). Which she still goes by today. As an adult.

That's awesome! If you mean the screaming part, no...not so much. It's been 20 years and I can still remember all the dirty looks we got one morning when we sat on the hood of the car in a mall parking lot for several hours in the wind and rain talking while Mimi just sat in her car seat inside the closed vehicle screaming. LOL. Like we were murdering her instead of the other way around.

J/k. I know what you mean. Raising this set of kids (which became 3) was like my second lifetime. Her husband was quickly becoming solely alcoholic (rather than functionally) and I was at loose ends having temporarily dropped all my life's goals. It was a fun time...which sounds really odd in context. We shopped and beached and partied too much and had fun with the kids. Gardening and playing with batman action figures with Mimi is a very fond memory. She liked mud (as in eating it) and refused to put down batman in one hand and robin in the other for about 2 years. She ate using robin's head to get the mush to her mouth. :)

There is no sweeter feeling than the unswerving love of a child. Or 3!

Sorry. Me once again swing down memory lane. But without the mac truck this time for total annihilation.