This Week with Bowie
Monday
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| A heavy typing schedule keeps me from wearing shoes |
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| Please excuse me, I have time travel to attend to |
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| I shall make do with this fabricated T.A.R.D.I.S for now - don't tell Daddy I can spot a fake a mile away. |
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| Here, I think I was in a good mood |
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Freezing temperatures be damned!
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Tuesday
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| Here, I am cute and innocent |
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Here, I am frustrated and bored
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Outside is my happy place
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Wednesday
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| I call this "The Portrait of My Father as a Toddler" |
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| Here I managed to scale the turquoise chair |
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| What? I am not supposed to stand on it? I shall be sure to challenge that every ten minutes - just to be sure. |
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| Here I signal violently "HELP" |
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| Mother does not respond favorably to my request |
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| Nor does she respond to my anger. Tears perhaps? |
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| I quickly forget any conflict and head to the hallway to stomp on the newly mopped floor - but was thwarted by this offensive contraption. |
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| Well, surely she should pick me up to apologize for caging me. |
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| I retire to my room for diversions |
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| Books! |
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| They come off the shelves quite easily. |
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I've mastered the art of tearing pages
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Thursday
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| I was discovered reading when Mother wondered why the house was so quiet and she came to investigate. |
Here, I shall dance for you while Mom pretends she doesn't let me watch TV when
she's about to go insane/is nursing a hangover.
Sunday
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| Mother found my first adventure with snow boots to be a photo opportunity. |
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| What is this on the floor? |
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| I shall pick it up and try to eat it. |
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| I found some old balloons! |
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| I shall stare longingly out the window. |
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Bowie
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