Wednesday, August 27, 2008

Siblings.

We could be watching Pokemon,
We could be laughing at Monte Python,
We could be watching Family Guy,
We could be eating the remains of a pie.
We could be eating Taco Bell,
We could be smelling the spencer smell.
We could be watching Oliver and Poppy,
You could do something, and I will copy.
I will always look up to you,
know thats true.
I will always love you,
even if you punch me; and make me black and blue.

Love, Buttface

Spencer-

I know I'm boring, and just a little sister. But all the things we do together mean so much to me. I remember being little and wanting to do everything you did. Wanting to eat the sam amount of food as you. I wanted you to really love me. And want to hang out with me. Now, I want to look up to you. Be you -still!- and have you to myself. I want to make you laugh, I wanna make you smile. I want having me as I sister, to make it worthwhile. I love you.

This is my amazing sister,
from another mister.
Lets rent a movie tonight,
Lets laugh because it uses the word, 'shite'
I love hanging out with my sister and her calf,
Lets smile because we're in a photograph.
Let eat McDonalds because we can,
lets sing along to Irish songs, and be our own clan.
Let go to souplantation, me you and lily.
Lets stay home, and act really silly.
Lets sit on the restaurant and talk for hours,
Lets go to the park and pick mom some flowers.
Your an amazing sister,
I love you Mister.

Love, Santa [Inside joke between E, L and I]

Emma-

When I was a little sperm fifty years ago, I thought about my future. I had no idea, though, that one day. My sister would get pregnant at the same time as my mom, and have two -basically twin- daughters. I did know, however, that the mom of my niece, would be A-freaking-mazing. You make me laugh s much I could die, you make me so annoyed, I imagine your face smashed in a pie. You have your own daughter, and you have your second one. The one who cares for you and wants you to know that- I love you.

Quick, go tell Poppy,
that what she's doing is bad, and she should stoppy!
Quick, go tell Ollie,
that he cant crawl through that, he's no more smally!
Quick, go tell Violet,
that she CAN NEVER be a piolet!
Please, tell Spencer to buy us lunch.
Nah, forget it, lets cook a brunch!
Please, get my juicebox now,
Actually I'd rather have milk from a cow.
Lets cuddle up to watch a movie,
Nah, forget it, lets dance party and get groovy!
Thanks to all the things you do,
I really, really, love you.

Love, IsBewa

Sometimes, when I see you lift Violet while getting Poppy juice, while getting Oliver changed, I freeze. I think WTF?? How is she doing all this. Then I laugh, and say to myself, "Its Rebecca duh!" It amazes us all with what you do. How could it not?! You have three kids under the age of five, but you manage to give me so much time! I feel like I'm your daughter a lot, and I do not mind. Thank you so much for being my second mommy. I appreciate you so much, and I LOVE YOU.

Thanks to all these siblings above, they are all so amazing and everything I said is TRUE.
I love you guys. :)

IsBewa, Buttface, and Santa

3 comments:

Amanda said...

That is really nice what you wrote about your siblings!

rebecca buel said...

I wish that I could express my love for you in words as well as you do. I love you 10 million times more than you could ever know. I can't wait until Wednesday!!!

I madam waitress said...

a comment on your blog:
if you're a toad then i'm a frog
if you're a hoop then i'm the ball
your simple words have said it all
your mighty talent has no limit
you have a blog; i'm proud we're in it
absorbing everything you say
i'm simply super blown away
your gift for saying how you feel
is something rare i'd like to steal
i am the mom and yet the sister
exchange of names, i am the mister
well the mister is so proud
i read your blog three times aloud
to all the neighbors friends and pets
they squealed with joy and better yet
they asked for more and more and more
words to spill around the floor
i have a song stuck in my head
the tune repeats, im seeing red
its from a silly funny movie
about a monster, he was groovy
the song's called 'puttin on the ritz'
it makes me laugh so hard i'll miss
the bucket when i try to hurl
from all the laughter that has swirled
around my brain and neck and head
i think im better off as dead
i'm kinda shy but i will show
a little peek at what i know
"DRESSED UP LIKE A MILLION DOLLAR TROOPER. TRYING HARD TO LOOK LIKE GARY COOPER. SOOOOPPPPPAH DOOOOPAH"

well thats the end of this and that
i hope you liked our little chat
a swap of words from me to you
mixed in a juicy stew

you are the smartest sweetest girl
the rarest softest shiny pearl
hidden deep beneath the sea
your charms are never lost on me
xo