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Calling Adam... *phone rings, answering machine picks up* Adam, Hey it's me Christy. I should've called sooner but this is one crazy morning. You'll never guess what the twins did. They're talking! Not just a word or two but entire sentences. And that fairygodmother of mine says they're...

*from kitchen* They're talking about you dear. Go ahead. Play with them and get to know them.

*throws hands up* Play with your father. I give up. I'm going to go and fix dinner. I'll call everyone when it's ready.

Yes dear it is. Now if you'll deal with your sister who is trying to eat my children I'd greatly appreciate it. *turns to twins* Now for you two. Time for your nap.

*walks over to the twins* You two cut it out. That's a terrible thing to say about your father. *to herself and no one in particular* Why do I get stuck with abnormal kids?

Hello, Vibsy! I'd introduce myself to you but you already know me ;)

You got me there. When I found out for the first time I was too disappointed. However, I respect Jim not for his personal life, but his work. So I look past all of that.

Whoa there. Now don't go getting depressed on me. Jim was human like us all. Sure he wasn't an ideal we would have liked him to be. However, The Muppets and Jim Henson the person are two seperate things (linked together though). We really don't need to know everything that goes on. (It's...

*wakes up* I think I'm living in a nightmare. Please don't tell me that my babies can talk and that they're gonna become faries.

*faints* *plop again*

*stops* Vic's my son from my previous marriage. You know how that ended. Father knows about him. Vic just doesn't know.

*looks to fairy* Would you cut it out with the hints!! I've been a good girl my whole life. I have no idea what you are trying to say. *storms off*

*finally hangs up* Father, calm down. You should be happy. I mean not many people can talk at 6 months old. Here's your coffee, now go sit and calm down before you give yourself a heart attack.

*hears Kyle* Is that you Kyle? Vic's in his room fighting the dog for the PS2. *goes back to talking on the phone

*steps over father and places the twins in their playpen* Now what do you suppose has gotten into him? I gotta go call your Uncle. Now be good and make sure your father doesn't hurt himself.

*shocked* Oh my... Vic, Vibs, Dog, whoever you are! You just spoke! *looks at fairy* Did you have something to do with this? I mean they're too young...Who cares!

*walks into the bathroom, picks up the twins, scolds them gently, talks to father* Of course they can't dear.

Happy Birthday!

Yes, I would. After all I was the one who made it!

See I told ya you had some cake. Hope your birthday was grand.