Peanuts

So, it appears that my blog will now be an aunty blog¹, at least until I head to Ottawa on the 26th. I can't help it though - my niece is just so damn cute! I'll try to throw in the occasional cougar reference, lustful thoughts about the Canucks or snarky comment about David Emerson that "Not to Be Trusted with Knives" readers have come to expect², so as not to lose my readership completely as I oooh and ahhh over my niece's brilliance.

Today, we baked cookies. In our pyjamas³. These are to be the "best cookies that I ate in the whole world." I think the secret is that my niece was rolling the dough "back and forest." Right now the cookies are cooling and my niece is napping, hence the opportunity to do the blogging, although I should be cleaning up the kitchen, which is a right disaster. There was also a pre-baking song and dance - the song went something like "I can do it all by myself! But sometimes it's OK to ask your parents for help if you need help because sometimes you are too tiny and you can't do it but it's OK because you can ask for help to get some milk and you can feed your pets if you have pets at home I have two cats at my home and they are named Pakita and Monkey and I can feed them but sometimes it's OK to ask for help from your parents." And the song must be sung while shaking maracas, must be sung completely out of tune and must continue on until Aunt Beth nearly collapses from exhaustion with all the dancing around the kitchen. I have no idea where the hell kids get that kind of energy!

But the really funny thing she said³, I wasn't actually there to hear. She went up to my sister last night and said, "Girls have vaginas. Boys have peanuts."

¹Not unlike "mommy" bloggers, just with less responsibility.
²I'm on vacation so, much to the disappointment of my email subscribing friend, I won't be talking about thigh highs.
³My pyjamas are hospital scrubs. They are very comfy.
⁴Are you totally sick of this yet? Is anyone still reading?