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Sam's Story: Week 69 May 23, 2005
Bad news, Sam Fans. Sammy is sick again. It's not that bad this time, but she's got some kind of chest and throat thing that has her hacking up gobs of stuff like a two-pack-a-day smoker. And I know she doesn't smoke anywhere near that much. She seems okay most of the time, but every once in a while she'll cough something up and really get upset. I don't blame her, as it's probably the worst sensation she's experienced in her short life, besides getting a plastic bag taped over her hoo-ha at the emergency room. She's almost over it, though, and it has really only slowed her down a little.
On the development front, below is a list of cute things that Sam does, listed in order of cuteness:
- The Sammy Dance
- All other things
There are a lot of photos this week, so I'll split them up. Part I:
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As you can see, almost all of these pictures were taken on the same day. This is partially due to my being in LA all week with the camera, but also we went to a birthday party for the daughter of one of Ger's friends from playgroup. The gig was held at "Wiggles and Giggles," which is like a play gym for kids. The party was the kiddie equivalent of a raging kegger, and it left everybody exhausted. Two coordinators, who could have made a good living as cat herders, led the dozen or so kids through a bunch of different activities, ranging from making cookies to singing in a circle to playing with bubbles. They even played with a giant, multicolored parachute.
The parachute is a long-standing tradition, it seems. I remember very clearly doing that whole thing in my grade school gym class. We'd all flap the thing up and teachers would shout out a month. If your birthday was in that month, you got to run, giggling and shrieking, under the slowly decending parachute from one side to the next. There was always a child that tried to convince the teachers that he was born in March, August, September, and twice in November. That child was usually me.
Pictures, Episode II:
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It seems that Sam may be picking up some of my other habits from childhood. While the coordinators tried to coordinate everyone into group activities, Sam would inevitably grow bored after 2.3 seconds and wander off. So one second she'd be eating the cookie she baked (and by "she" I mean "Geralyn"), then the next second she'd be on the other side of the gym, trying to do her own thing.
That's okay, Sam. I used to do that kind of stuff all the time and look at me now. I have a weblog!
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Posted by Shawn on May 23, 2005 5:26 PM:
Looks like Sam had a lot of fun at Wiggles and Giggles. Brent said he thought that would be a great name for a strip club. :)
I hope she feels better soon!
Posted by Ger on May 23, 2005 7:46 PM:
Or the names of two strippers!
Posted by Jamie on May 24, 2005 7:52 AM:
A Google search for "Wiggles and Giggles" turns up a huge variety of businesses. Everything from pet grooming to scrapbooking to clothing. A few different play gyms in there, too. Oh, and a belly dancer for hire. :)