My legacy

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Tag, tag, tag. Three times and your it, right??
I have been tagged for a grand sum of three times!

When playing tag as a child, I think I was the annoying kid who could out run anybody, but would hover just out of reach, begging to be tagged, but making it impossibly hard on the tagger.
Geuss I'm just getting old and slow =)

Meddling that far down in my mind, might be a dangerous proposition.
In due time you will herein recieve the answers to your many questions........

7 Comments:

  • I dont know.... you STILL seem just out of arms reach... but in this case you didnt beg to be tagged, we kept tagging you like the kid sitting on the sidelines, busy squashing ants not paying attention, but the rest of the kids keep pestering him to come join and play with them.....:)

    By Blogger mybelovedismine, at 7:20 PM  

  • Yay! Make them answers good and funny, ya hear!?
    Oh, and have fun! :D

    By Blogger Deborah Anne Bunch, at 8:37 PM  

  • we kept tagging you like the kid sitting on the sidelines, busy squashing ants ...

    and thereby we saved the ants.

    (Actually, the statement reminds me of Little League ... they aren't on the sidelines, they're in the infield, and the outfield, squishing ants, picking grass, etc ...)

    By Blogger JFC, at 9:55 PM  

  • Save the ants! :-)

    JFC, your statement about picking grass reminded me of soccer practice, where those not doing anything were whistling with blades of grass and, since it was an all girl league, braiding each other's hair... :-)

    By Blogger natalie, at 8:41 AM  

  • Why save the ants??
    Saying to save the ants reminded me of when we were little, Katie used to be terrified of ants, and would set out to kill any and all she saw, we'd go walking down the street, holding her hand so she wouldn't wander into it, and she'd suddenly stop,pull your arm out of socket and yell "ants!" and start stomping. THank goodness she grew out of that.

    By Blogger Diah, at 8:09 AM  

  • ROFL! Katie did that! Sounds like Carla at one time. When she was really little, like 4 or something, I was supposed to be watching her and for some reason she decided to throw a tantrum and disobey me - so she runs to this huge ant pile which I had been telling her to stay away from and just STANDS IN IT! These huge red ants then began a full out attack and bit her repeatedly while she stood there crying but refusing to budge. Mom ran over and pulled her off and then guess who gets the lecture? Me of course. :P

    By Blogger Deborah Anne Bunch, at 9:10 AM  

  • and then guess who gets the lecture? Me of course.

    I had younger siblings, too. I sure can identify with that statement.

    By Blogger JFC, at 12:23 PM  

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