 Vanessa the Snot Girl l Rachels Rule | rock,tumble,&roll ❆ adorable coffee bean
"Thought so." Vanessa smirked at him, she had quite enjoyed buying him those presents, although it had been quite hard wrapping them without him seeing, he was just to darned nosy for his own good. "Sure..." Vanessa giggled, as she smiled at him. She did hope he would like his presents, because well it wouldn't be very nice if he didn't like them, and he would be very ungrateful, and she would cry, and then his birthdaay would be ruined. So yeah. He better well like the presents.
"Don't cry babygirl." Vannie sighed, as she rocked her little girl gently, trying to calm her down a little. She probably would be successful, but she still was a little annoyed at her little boy. That wasn't cool. Thankfully the little girl was calming down a little, even though she was still clinging to her. "Frankie didn't mean it....he's only little sweetheart." She rubbed Gracie's little back, looking up to see where Seth was. Oh. He was staring at some owl. Yeah. Seth was a perfect father wasn't he. But she couldn't deny that he did try his best.
Still holding her little girl, she glanced back at her little boy, and laughed. Frankie now happened to be out of his carry seat, and on the floor, looking like he was trying to get towards the toy again. Yeah...he was like his father. "Seth...." She giggled, bending down and placing Grace back onto the floor, before wandering over to him. "Did you bring the camera?" Probably not, which would be typical.
Oh Gracie was really upset. Her brother had hurted her head. She clung to her mummy a little with one hand, as she used to the other to rub her head. "I don't like Frankieeee." She exclaimed shaking her head. She really did not like people that hit her. She liked getting a cuddle from her mother though, it made her feel better, but she did pout when she was put back on the floor. She wanted to be held. But at least now she could play with her horse again.
She turned around, eyeing Frankie on the floor, and quickly toddled over to her horsey and picked it up, before toddling over to her brother, and sitting on the floor next to him. "This is mwine....not yours." She explained to him, before banging it around on the floor, like it was moving around. "Mommy will bwuy you one too!" And then they could play together. hehe.
__________________ It's the end of the show. Of the historemix. We switched up the flow. And we changed the prefix
But we want to say. Before we drop the curtain. Nothing is for sure. Nothing is for certain |