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<stops running and comes to a complete stop. She let's Jack past her, then just shakes her head in disbelief. She fights the urge to shake him vigorously. Then starts walking after him> *mutters* I'm going to have a long talk with that Vibs when I get home.

If you don't start running soon, you'll not never catch me! Haha!

Yeah...well...It's to late to make breakfast and to early for lunch. I have a better idea, I'll race you to the ice-skating rink. <Pulls ice skates out randomly from under coat, and starts running down the street> Hurry up, Jay Jay!

Indeed it is, Jay Jay. Let's build a snowman, we can make him are best friend. We can name him Tom or we can name him George. We can make him tall or we can make him not so tall, snowman. He'll have a happy face, happy smile, happy point of view. If you make me a snowman, then I'll make one for you.

<wakes up and stretchs. Then looks out the window> Whoa, snow! <changes in a flurry, then runs down stairs. Eatting a quick breakfast, she starts pulling on her coat and boots and mittens> I'll be outside. <runs outside and drives into the nearest snow bank, laughing wildly>

<After putting Viq to bed, Mairin comes in to the living room. She sits down by the window and looks out smiling> Hey, it's snowing. I love the snow, maybe tomorrow I can make a snowman...

Very nice.

My new cool and crazy nickname: Nyzragon (Nyz-RA-gon) A combo of Nyz and Dragon(which I have a another forum along with Red, and I'm forever surpised that no one here used these two(twas also RD here)). But feel free to use Nyzragon all you want.

I used to play the trumpet. I play the ocarina and piano. I plan to soon play the guitar.

Nyssa: That was strange... Ryan: Actually, I've seen worse. Lisa: How so? Ryan: *points at Gonzo* All: Ah... Lisa: So what do we do now? Nyssa: *shrugs and dances. Boy joins her and they start swing dancing* Ryan: What are you doing? Nyssa: What does it look like...

<looks at Jack funny, then shrugs and picks up Viq> *to Viq* There is something different about him, but I can't put my fingure on it. <Shrugs again and walks inside>

<Mairin runs out side> Don't forget your shirt, love. I feel a cold front coming in, now is not the time to walk outside half nakey. It'll snow any day now. <Hands Jack his shirt and kisses him on cheek> *To twins* You know, there's a lawn mower in the shed out back.

<bump> So I'm doing this "letters to Santa" thing for school. We buy presents for intercity Chicago kids that most likely won't be getting any other presents but the ones we send them. My two kids are so cute. One(8yr old) wants school supplies and toy cars. The other(5yr old) wants books...