a post in defence

froh0093 has just written a mean post about me, and this is my attack back. i do not take things lying down. hahahahaa.

"jo was sitting with the waist band of her velvet pants around chest level hunched over their toy piano with a sing along songbook attached, sort of stabbing at the wrong notes to the song with this completely blank expression on her face." and "when sarah was staggering towards jo-she's only able to walk a few steps on her own, with her arms held out. and jo leant forward suddenly so sarah just flopped prone across jo's back and onto the floor." (threemen, 2004, Internet)

there isn't waist band on my velour pants because these are cool trackpants, hahaha it has a hipband.

i was hunched over, though i like to say leaning forward only because the stupid numbers (there are numbers on the words which correspond with numbers on the baby keyboard ie. you see 1 your press 1) were too small. this is how toddlers go blind. being completely useless and incompetent in music, i thought i found the answer to my lack of talent. maybe if i use permanent ink and write numbers on our piano keys, then write corresponding numbers on the music book, then i can make all the money spent on numerous music lessons worth it. hha.

i didn't see sarah leaning on my back nor did i feel her tiny hands on my back. hahaha though i do feel bad that i lean forward, feel something heavy on my back, turn around and see her face down on the floor. thank goodness it wasn't anything big and she didn't even cry. i think she was too tired.

thank god for chessy, or i would have died of exhaustion from babysitting. my black jacket is now in the wash after a soak in drool, mashed bananas and soggy biscuit crumbs. YUMMY CHESSY! =D