Wednesday, April 28, 2004

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Today, Cable Guy sent both of his kids over so he could cook dinner in peace.  We’d already eaten and honestly, I was glad to have entertainment for my kids so I could sit back and relax for a moment.  Being a 24/7 three ring circus gets really old really fast.

The boys set straight to work blowing things up and shooting everything that moved while playing some version or another of Army Men.  The girls came upstairs with me and pulled out tons of Jenica’s toys.  At first, they both had baby dolls.  They took turns wrapping them up in receiving blankets and putting them in Jenica’s various baby doll accessories (the stroller, the carrier, the porta-crib, etc.) and then they started decking out in dress up clothes.

It was amusingly predictable.  Neighbor Girl decked out in a sort of Moulin Rouge whore style and Jenica was the suburban minivan mom.  Neighbor Girl had on a pink feather boa and some god awful pink platform shoes.  Jenica had her sporty backpack PLUS a diaper bag, stylish sunglasses, and was pushing her Graco style stroller.  Neighbor girl was singing and doing what I can only imagine must have been a pole dance (or as close as one can come on my spiral staircase) and Jenica was pushing the stroller around the living room and stopping every two seconds to answer her imaginary cell phone.

I’m not sure which was more amusing or which was more disgusting.  Either way, they both seemed to enjoy themselves.

Neighbor girl’s baby sat forgotten in a high chair.  Every now and then she’d come force feed it plastic immitation chips or fries (I’m certain they are the identical fries that are sold at some of the lower end fast food places.) Jenica had more babies than I could keep track of - I think four or five? While she was loving to each of them, she kept forgetting where she left one or ignoring another so she could take care of the first who’d fallen out of its seat. 

Neighbor girl quickly ditched her “kid” for a Barbie.  She and Barbie danced all over and around my stairs in a way that was entirely too suggestive for a three-year-old, and Jenica was still clinging to one of her baby dolls long after Neighbor Girl had gone home, though she kept BEGGING to “go bye bye.” I guess even pretend at home moms need to get the hell out of the house after dealing with their brats all day.

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