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Life with a Little One and More had a neat MEME over at her place. It's one of those Rorschach type tests. She gave me 5 words and I am supposed to say the first thing that comes to mind.
She said: fuzzy
I thought: navelAnalysis: What's funny about this is the fact that I am not, nor ever have been a drinker. I had to GOOGLE how to make one. It has peach schnapps, rum and orange juice.
She said: pajamas
I thought: Llama, Llama Red PajamasAnalysis: If you have kids and don't have this book, run now and get it. Your kids will want you to read it over and over again. And actually, this is one book you won't mind reading so much.
She said: moon
I thought: fullAnalysis: There's nothing quite as neat as a full moon. No, not bare naked hiney. I'm talking about that big rock out there in space. Sickos. Oddly enough, one of the first words my kids learn is moon. They always love when you can still see the moon during the daytime.
She said: wood
I thought: Stopping By Woods on a Snowy EveningAnalysis: When I was little, I was always amazed that my mom knew this poem line for line. She had to memorize it in grade school. It is a beautiful poem on so many levels. Ah, Robert Frost ...
The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.She said: art
I thought: life imitatesAnalysis: It's an Oscar Wilde quote: "Paradoxically though it may seem, it is none the less true that life imitates art far more than art imitates life." Very true.

If you want your own five words, leave me a comment and I'll be glad to send you some.