The scene: The Animalia is playing outside. A large orange tabby approaches. She is excited. She starts to wave to him.
Animalia (in her best, most softest, nicest drag voice): Hi! Meow! Hi!
Cat: Meow?
Animalia: Hi! Meow! Nice. Nice. Hi! Meow!
The cat evaluates the situation. Animalia's tiny hands are like little squeezy weapons. He hesitates.
Animalia (doing the reaching out thing): Meow. Nice.
The cat decides the best course of action is to slowly move away from the desiring hands of the tiny, dangerous child.
Animalia: ¡NO! ¡NO! ¡NO MEOW!
Thus, the cat is put on notice but remains safely unsqueezed and unsmooshed for another day.
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- flojera_tremenda
- flojera_tremenda means either a giant lazy ass or a great tiredness. I think it describes me perfectly depending on the day. Mi Animalia... a play on my daughter's name. She's my monster, I called her pansona at first, now her name is Animalia and sometimes Mals. And then came baby #2. First she was Magdi or Mads, now she's called Teeny by her doting big sister. Whatever. I'm really enjoying motherhood. It suits me. So I started this blog to keep track of the Animalia and then later Mads and to have somewhere to talk about how cool she is. Not everyone cares about kids. And I mean that in the nicest way possible.
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