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So, I was looking at the update page, wondering what to write.
Then, my six-year-old brother, Dominic, came downstairs. We greeted each other.
So, I asked if he wanted some breakfast, which he declined. I asked if he wanted to start his blog today (we had spoken about that a couple weeks ago), and he said he wasn't sure, yet.
In the end, he pressed Q on the keyboard, and then we started typing to each other. (And I helped him spell most stuff, I admit. >_>)
Anyway, I labelled who wrote what, and I'm using it as my post for now. Just because, dagnabbit!


Miranda: A quest! With a Q!
Dominic: are you sure that it starts with A Q?
Miranda: Yes. I am quite sure. I mean, it SO totally starts with a Q, it's all Qed up and ready to go. It's that much of a Q.
Dominic: then does this start with A Q? RHGHHRTJ
Miranda: Nooo. It doesn't even have a Q in it, silly.
Dominic: riiiiiiiiight.


Then we stopped, because he said the typing was boring.
I have high hopes for him. Mostly, my hopes consist of "please, please, PLEASE don't let him discover netspeak at a tender age". If he did, that kid would be walking around the house saying "ell oh ell!" instead of laughing at things.
Which would be very sad. And probably ending up with both of his older siblings getting upset with him whenever he did that.

That's it, I guess. Dagnabbit.
:) You're so sweet. So is Dominic. =D I want a small child too. :(
Aye, DMs you are! But what of the Q? The Q's cued for download number 10000? That's one big queue. Poor Q. And yes, I'd be upset and run crying. Okay, not actually. I'd more be like "Poor guy. He was so young."
Aw, the family!
I don't-a understand-a the words-a comin' outta yo mouth.

D:
Ooohhh Dominic and Miranda = DM. I getcha. ell oh ell!
Instead of teaching my sisters to type, I strap razor blades to their knuckles and make them take turns punching eachother in the face.