Mrs. Goodbee is Homeless

Remember Mrs. Goodbee? She's still up to her usual tricks and keeping the Toddler happy for hours on end. It's amazing how much time a kid can spend twisting and contorting little people as she plays out situations that only make sense in her head. Sometimes the situations that she creates are amusing in my head, like this one:



Ten seconds before I took that photo The Sweater Twins were gazing into each others eyes as they held hands. You gotta love the diversity going on there. And the cutesy matching sweaters. Heh.

The good folks at Learning Curve seem to have dropped an extra Mrs. Goodbee dollhouse into my lap. Obviously, we don't need two dollhouses, so I'm looking to you to figure out what to do with the extra one. Come up with a caption for the photo below and leave it in the comments. I will randomly select one comment as the "winner," and that person will get to tell me what to do with Mrs. Goodbee. You could tell me to send it to you, you could tell me to drop it off at a specific charity, or you could give me the name/address of a little girl who would really appreciate a little surprise in the mail. Deadline is December 23, 2008 at 9:00pm Pittsburgh time.

Make some magic, yo.

Rememberance

17,550 people.

32,223 clicks.

I was wrong. We have not forgotten.

Thank you so much to everyone who took a moment to think about the people who sacrificed everything aboard Flight 93.

You. are. all. amazing.

Blogging does not pay the millions I wish it did, but together we raised $104.30 just by reading a silly little mommy blog. It's just a drop in the bucket, but the incredible show of support proves that there are people who care.

We care.

One person, who asked to remain anonymous, asked on Tuesday if she could show she cared by doing a little something extra. She offered to donate $1 per comment received on the contest post.

$390.

She cares.

Thank you. (BTW, you suck for not letting me post your name, but you rock in every other way humanly possible.)

If you would like to donate additional money, please go here.

Every penny helps.

By the way, we're going to do this again. I don't know when. I don't know what exactly. But, it will be happening again.

As for the contest, the entire thing was thrown together in a matter of minutes. Those who donated prizes are amazing people, some of whom I know in real life, and others whom I very barely know after having only visited his or her blog a handful of times. Please take a moment to check out their sites because they are some of the most generous, incredible people around.

Thank you all so much.

And I suppose there is one other thing I was supposed to accomplish with this post. I guess maybe, perhaps, in a way, you just might like to know who all the winners are. I suppose I could tell you, but I'm kind of enjoying stringing this out longer.

Heh.

La, la, la, were you waiting for something?

OK, fine, here you go:

A $25 iTunes gift card, courtesy of an anonymous donor, is going to Dana!

The 3 DVDs and a CD of wrestling and hip hop goodness from those crazy guys over at the Wrestling Mayhem Show goes to Jonny's Mommy!

A $15 Starbucks gift card courtesy of my favorite big booty havin' Texan, Anglophile Football Fanatic goes to Panera Girl! (Sorry, but the name is sticking!)

A kick-ass t-shirt from Wear Pittsburgh, courtesy of everybody's favorite Butler, Woy, is soon to be making it's way to Heather.

A Just the Essentials case from Rocking Pony's Etsy shop will be going to Stephanie Macsurak!

A baby blanket from the Rocking Pony Etsy shop will be headed to Cecily R!

A messenger bag filled with cosmetics from Clumber Kim was up for grabs. Lot's of people wanted it, but Lisa@verybusymomwith4 is the winner!

Emma in Canada offered up some hand-crafted Stampin' Up! cards, perfect for Thanksgiving or just general Fall use. Shannon is the winner!

There was a Stanley Theater prize package including the Grateful Dead's 1979 show and Marley's last show in 1981 from my favorite Donato's delivering Uncle, Unclecrappy. This one had the BEST comments, and Gina swooped in for the win!

A permanent artist's account from EBSQ, courtesy of Amie, valued at $650 was a very popular item, and Creative Flutter is the winner!

A pair of tickets to Brewfest 2008, sponsored by the Pittsburgh Rugby Football Club, were available. I hope everybody who entered this one gets to go, but Unclecrappy is going for free!

Brand spankin' new dad TheJim from Sportsocracy offered up an ultra-spiffy Sportsocracy t-shirt. Justmylife will soon be donning the shirt. (TehBaby was just born today, so it's going to take a few extra days to get that out to you, Justmylife. I'm thinking you'll understand.)

I had a copy of Sleep is for the Weak, an anthology of great blogging by several of my favorite bloggers, but I'll soon be sending it to bloggingmom67.

Nobody entered to win the $15 gift card to Ruggers Pub, but the person who donated it has generously offered it up for use by Yinz Team. I'm holding it hostage just in case yinz think you're getting a new second basemen. We have a date on the South Side.

Also up for grabs was a copy of Lenny Kravitz' CD "It's Time for a Love Revolution" courtesy of Dawnmski of Yes, This is How My Mind Works. Get ready, Siobhan, because Lennie is gonna go your way.

A Tim Horton's package straight from the motherland courtesy of Emma in Canada will be making a trip to the trantastic trannyhead.

I need EVERY winner to email me his or her address at burghbaby (at) gmail (dot) com no later than Monday, October 6th at 12:00pm. Not getting me your information by that time will result in an alternate winner being drawn. I'll be forwarding your information to the person who donated your prize.

Thank you again to absolutely everyone who helped make September a month full of remembrance.

I Don't Clean it Either

At age two and a half, Alexis is still working on her mastery of pronouns. She has finally figured out that not everyone is a "she" (you wouldn't believe how many men get their panties in a bunch when a toddler refers to them as a "she," btw). She's definitely got "me" and "mine" down like any greedy little toddler should. What she hasn't totally figured out yet is the difference between "your" and "our."

I suppose in part her confusion is due to the vast differences in how things are pronounced around here. I spent my entire college career working very hard to lose any and all of my North Dakota accent. (Ever watched the movie Fargo? Yeah, I used to sound like that.) It still comes out once in a while when I'm wound up, but mostly I am devoid of accent. Anybody who says otherwise is just looking to get punched.

Mr. Husband, on the other hand, is a Hoosier through and through. He has all kinds of little quirky pronunciations. For what it's worth, I declare him WRONG in all instances. Don't even get me started on the "how many syllables does crayon have?" debate. (It has TWO, dangnabit!)

Then there are the teachers at daycare, where the poor child is exposed to more than her fair share of Yinzer-speak. I don't even understand the Yinzers when they break into their hard-core Pittsburgh accents. Anyway, I know for a fact that the people in her life do not all pronounce "your" and "our" all that correctly and distinctly.

So, the other night Alexis and I were driving through the neighborhood on our way to the house. She was telling me that we were going to her house, I was saying we were going to our house, and we were just generally debating the whole thing.

Alexis: Are we going to my house?
Me: We're going home to our house.
Alexis: We're going to my house!
Me: No, it's our house.
Alexis: My house.
Me: It's not your house, it's our house.
Alexis: Yes, it's MY house.

And on and on. I tried to explain that she, Daddy, and I all live there so it is "our" house but she was having none of it. Finally, I decided that if she wants to be a possessive little toddler, she should take some responsibility with it. So, I said, "Well, since it's your house, I think you should clean it."

Her response? "No, it's not my house."

I'm pretty sure the list of reasons to have a kid included having someone to do a little toilet scrubbing and window washing. This is SO not going as planned.


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I'm still working through all the contest entries and will post the winners on October 2nd by 10:00 pm Eastern Time, but I needed to say a HUGE thank you to everyone who stopped by on September 30th. Thanks to the 87 (87!!!!) links from all corners of the Internet, I had over 3500 pages views that one day. For a tiny little mommy blog? That's INCREDIBLE! Thank you all so much, and I'll share the totals raised and all that along with the winners' names tomorrow.

Y'all? Are freakin' amazing. I can't thank you enough for your help.

The Biggest One Day Contest EVER

So, it is nearly the last day of the month. That means it is your last chance to get your click on and help contribute to the Flight 93 Memorial Fund. I was just going to let the month fade into the sunset and be very happy with the money that has been raised so far, but after a few discussions here and there, I decided NAH! Let's go out with a bang!

I checked with a few friends and we have managed to assemble the Contest of The Century. Oh, yes. There is not just one prize to be won, there are many. There won't be just one winner, there will be many. Here are the prizes that are up for grabs:

A $25 iTunes gift card, courtesy of someone who asked not to be named. Woohoo for a friendly sort of anonymous blog person!

3 DVDs and a CD of wrestling and hip hop goodness from those crazy guys over at the Wrestling Mayhem Show.

A $15 Starbucks gift card courtesy of my favorite big booty havin' Texan, Anglophile Football Fanatic.

A kick-ass t-shirt from Wear Pittsburgh, courtesy of everybody's favorite Butler, Woy.

Your choice of any Just the Essentials case from Rocking Pony's Etsy shop. There are tons of cute ones to choose from, but I like this one.

Karen is super-generous, so she is also offering up your choice of any baby blanket from the Rocking Pony Etsy shop. I would pick this one because the colors are fantastic.

A messenger bag filled with cosmetics from Clumber Kim. I hear there is a lot of Allure recommended stuff in there, so it's got to be good.

Emma in Canada has offered up some hand-crafted Stampin' Up! cards, perfect for Thanksgiving or just general Fall use. If you don't celebrate, uh, Fall, she's got a few others to choose from as well.

A Stanley Theater prize package including the Grateful Dead's 1979 show and Marley's last show in 1981 from my favorite Donato's delivering Uncle, Unclecrappy.

A permanent artist's account from EBSQ, courtesy of Amie, valued at $650. Incredible!

A pair of highly-coveted tickets to Brewfest 2008, sponsored by the Pittsburgh Rugby Football Club. That right there is a guaranteed good time, if you can be in Pittsburgh on November 14th.

TheJim from Sportsocracy has offered up an ultra-spiffy Sportsocracy t-shirt. You can wear it in honor of the fact that I am totally going to win the Pittsburgh Celebrity Bloggers Fantasy Football League. Or at least Week One.

A copy of Sleep is for the Weak, an anthology of great blogging by several of my favorite bloggers. Thanks to ImposterMom, I happen to have an extra copy laying around. (Squee!)

A $15 gift card to Ruggers Pub. Check out the menu and you'll instantly be hungry. Mmmm . . . fried zucchini . . .

A copy of Lenny Kravitz' CD "It's Time for a Love Revolution" courtesy of Dawnmski of Yes, This is How My Mind Works.

A Tim Horton's package straight from the motherland. It includes a tin of Tim Horton's coffee, Second Cup tea bags, and Second Cup white hot chocolate. This one is also from the EXTREMELY generous Emma in Canada. I just wish she could send me a Timmy's store for my backyard.

All you have to do to win one of these fabulous prizes is to leave a comment on this post no later than 11:59pm Eastern Time on September 30, 2008 telling me which prize you want to win. If you can't decide which prize you want, that's OK, too. Just enter again. In fact, you can enter to win just as many times as your little fingers will let you. I'll throw all the comments into their respective hats and have the Toddler draw the winners. If you REALLY want to win, link to this post and I'll throw your name in the hat an extra five times. If you REALLY REALLY want to win, link to my 9/11 post and I'll throw your name in the hat TEN TIMES.

Winners will be announced on October 2nd at 10:00 pm Eastern Time.

Some not-so fine print:

* You don't have to be a blogger to win, but you do have to be willing to provide a valid email address and physical address if your name is drawn.

* You can leave an anonymous comment, but please make sure to put a name in your comment so I can tell y'all apart.

* Bloggers who have already linked to the 9/11 post are automatically entered ten times, but you'll need to enter again on this post so that I know which prize you covet most.

* I'll be connecting winners with the person that has donated the prize. I am not personally in possession of the prizes, but will facilitate to make sure they are delivered.

* I may still be adding prizes through the day. Keep checking back.

* The super-incredible people who donated ARE eligible to win, but they can't win their own prize.

What are you waiting for? Click, link, and comment away!

Caption Contest: We Have A Wiener, er, I Mean Winner

Before I tell you who won the Caption Contest, how about the story about how the photo came to be? It's a short little story, so I'm sure everybody will survive the wait.

I have been on a mission ALL summer to get a photo of the Toddler laying around in the grass. I happen to think grass makes a most excellent background and the Toddler happens to think that's very nice and no thank you. She.will.not.cooperate. But, there we were, trying again. This time, I had a weapon of mass cooperation with me--a gummy worm. I offered the kid a gummy worm (which is like offering me a lifetime supply of chocolate and fruit pizza) if she would sit on the grass on her elbows. She obliged. I handed her the gummy worm and moved into position to take a few thousand photos. As is ALWAYS the case, the second the camera came out the kid forgot how to make eye contact and would do nothing but stare at her book and maw on her gummy worm. I snapped away anyway figuring that I would just delete pretty much every picture I took.

Then it happened.

She dropped the gummy worm in the grass.

In the part of the yard where the dogs go to the bathroom.

Time stopped, the Earth quit rotating, and birds everywhere turned to watch as I yelled, "Nooooooo, doooooon't piiiiick it uuuuuuup," and tried to scramble over.

Too late.

The Toddler picked up the gummy worm and promptly stuck it back in her mouth. I'm guessing by the face she made (caught forever in that photo) that it didn't taste too fabulous. Mmmmmm . . . pee-flavored gummy worms.

Immediately after? She did what she ALWAYS does when she ends up with food she doesn't like. She went hunting for Meg, knowing full well that if anybody will eat whatever gross thing the Toddler has, it's the Bulldog.

So . . . the contest winner.

Bum, bum, bum.

La, la, la, la, la, la.

Oh, were you waiting for something?

Well then, it was CLOSE. Like, REAL CLOSE. By one YES ONE vote, Flea has triumphed. Sorry about your luck, Colleen. Maybe next time. (I would feel worse about this close call, but I actually met Colleen this past Saturday Live! and! In! Person! and she got to eat some of my homemade macaroni -n- cheese and some fruit salad I concocted. I think that makes her a winner right there.)

Flea, email me (burghbaby(at)gmail(dot)com) and let me know if you prefer Starbucks or McDonalds and give me your address.

And . . . because she so PERFECTLY managed to ascertain what was going on the day that photo was taken, I hereby declare Kimmjo a winner, too! Email me and we'll set things in motion.

Let the Games Begin: Caption Contest

The five finalists for the Write Your Own Caption contest are:

Colleen with:
"mmmm....gummy worms! *sniff* that smells funny....guess I'll give it to mommy to eat. Lellow ones are her favorites anyways."

Danielle with:
"I can't eat this...I like grass...and I think I like this...but I don't like this if it was touching the grass!"

Brian with:
"Dammit, the dog peed on this one, too? I hate that dog."

Flea with:
(Voice over in documentary)
" ... and the domesticated toddler inspects the foliage carefully. Notice that she uses the sense of sight and smell to evaluate the properties, attempting to determine its genus and origin prior to opening her field guide ..."

and Kimmjo with:
"Hmmmm wonder which dog would eat you . . ."

You have until Monday, July 28th at 9:00 pm Burgh time to vote for your favorite. Campaigning for votes is totally recommended and if you can figure out a way to cheat, knock yourself out. Oh, and if you don't like the picks? Blame Mr. Husband. I had absolutely positively nothing to do with it as I was in the kitchen pretending that I'm not domestically challenged. It's quite an act I put on.

Last Chance to Get in on the Fun

And on this day, Mr. Husband agreed to pick the five finalists for the caption contest, thereby rescuing me from ripping my hair out in frustration because YOU AND YOU AND YOU AND YOU AND YOU AND YOU ARE TOO FUNNY. If you haven't yet joined in on the fun, you still have a few hours to get your contribution in. I suggest you take into consideration that a man who finds Ace Ventura, things that fart, and me bashing my head on a door that he left open EXCEEDINGLY funny holds your fate in his goofy little head.

Write Your Own Caption--And Win!

I have softballs to dodge this evening, sooooo I figured it was time for a another Write Your Own Caption kind of day. This time, however, there's something in it for you. Think of a caption for the photo below, leave it in comments, and I'll pick my favorite five this Friday at 8:00 pm Burgh time. Those five will go up for vote action and the winner will get . . . drumroll please . . . a $15 gift card from their choice of McDonald's or Starbucks.

And . . . go!

Very Important Things

You would think that the most important thing to happen today would have been the history lesson we gave the Toddler while trompin' around good ol' Kent State University. We drug her all around our old stomping ground showing her all the important sights. She saw the former bus services offices where Mr. Husband spent much of his time, the stadium where my loser freshman butt had to park, the hill by the Psychology building where I left half a leg after a roller blading incident gone very bad, even the May 4th memorial. Alas, that was not the most important event of the day.

That honor belongs to the two hours I spent trying to convince her that she lurves her some NKOTB.

I spent two hours this morning showing the kid some classic videos like You Got It (The Right Stuff) and Step by Step because if there is going to be a reunion and even a new album, by god I will be ready. (BTW, you are all so welcome for those links. Stop acting like you aren't going to go watch the videos a time or twenty.)

I tried to deny that I was even remotely interested in the reunion of Danny, Donnie, Jordan, Joe, and Jonathan, but that strategy wasn't quite working out for me. So, I'm adopting a new angle. If I can manage to brainwash the kid into bringing the NKOTB lurve, I can blame her when I have to buy the new album. It'll be all her fault when I end up with some of the classic tunes blaring out of the stereo. When the guy in the car next to me glares at me for being an idiot for blasting Hangin' Tough at top volume with the windows down and the sunroof up, I'll just glance at him with a look of agony and mutter, "Damn kids." It's going to work out just fine, just so long as I can get her to start screaming, "I want New Kids!"

I think I can do it.

In totally unrelated news, I bet at least a few people would like to know who won the contest. Well, well, well, let's start with the totally random from all entries winner. There were 48 total comments and the good ol' random number generator picked 46.



So, winner of second place is Leanne from Tired Mama. Leanne gets her choice of the following:

- A $15 iTunes gift card
- A $15 Starbucks gift card
- A kids' t-shirt custom embroidered by yours truly

As for our first place winner, that person had to figure out just what Alexis was singing in the video. After replaying it at least 17,904 times, asking Mr. Husband his opinion (I really don't know why I did that--I spend half of my waking hours translating Toddlerese for him), and finally confirming with Alexis what she was singing (I'm an idiot for not just asking her in the first place, btw), here's the feelings she sang, in order:

Excited
Silly
Scared
Grumpy
Sick
Surprised

Now, I am willing to argue that 'Sad' is in there as well, but Alexis says it's not. So, I decided that if somebody got five right, I was counting them in. Here's who at least five feelings:

Kathryn
Heather
Flea
ImposterMom
That Girl
Bren
Jenni
Catwoman
Colleen
Karen
Leann
Anglophile Football Fanatic

(I hope I didn't screw any of that up.)

So, 12 people got it. Random number generator picks:

(Drumroll, please)



Number 1--Kathryn! She gets her choice of:

- A $25 iTunes gift card
- A $25 Starbucks gift card
- 2 kids' custom embroidered t-shirts

Kathryn and Leann, email me and we'll get the ball rolling to get you your prizes.

As for the rest of you, don't despair. If you're really sad that you didn't win an embroidered t-shirt for your small fry, don't be. My Etsy shop is coming soon and will include some Burgh Baby T's (think "Made in Pittsburgh" and "Born in the Burgh," for example) as well as some more traditional appliqué/embroidery style shirts. Images and complete shop details to come.

Congrats to the winners!

Last Chance

This would be your last chance reminder to enter the contest. Leave a comment over on the contest post if you want a chance at winning your choice of a gift card (Starbucks, or iTunes - you call it) or a little something something made me yours truly. Here's another hint as to what that other something something might involve:

Talking Helper Monkey for Sale

There was a time in the not-so-distant past when taking the Toddler with me to go grocery shopping was sort of like like taking a rabid spider monkey who had never been out of a 3x3 cage to the grocery store, except I do believe I would have an easier time keeping a monkey happy and under control. When I started my current job, I started having the ability to run to the grocery store during lunch, so I all but eliminated lengthy jaunts through the store with the Toddler in tow. A couple of quick trips during the week was enough for us to get by. Life was good.

Last week I slacked on my quick runs to the store. As a result, we were in extremely desperate need of food. Since I was too busy to take a lunch break at work today, I had to go after work. And? I had to take the Toddler with me. I learned a very valuable lesson very quickly.

She has outgrown the spider monkey phase.

In fact? It was almost fun grocery shopping with her today. She might have even been helpful. Well, if I were incapable of seeing whatever was right in front of my face, she would have been helpful.

"Ook, mommy! Cereal!"

"Need gogur, please!" (That's Toddlerese for "Buy me some damn yogurt and nobody gets hurt.")

"Ders cheese!"

"Eggs!"

"DORA!" (Y'know, Dora is in EVERY freakin' grocery aisle now. There are Dora raisins, people. Seriously.)

"Ook, bread!"

"Yay! Beans!"

"Ook! Doggy teats!" (My Toddlerese dictionary says that means "Meg and Jasmine have requested that you pretty please with sugar on top buy some dog treats.")

Anyway, about halfway around the store, I began to ponder how much money I could make by renting out her services. There's lots of people in this world with bad vision. They could most certainly benefit from having a helper monkey yelling out food products while they shop. If I were to open up a training center for toddlers to learn to be talking helper monkeys, surely I could end up rich.

Then, of course, the game changed. Instead of shouting out every food item she could find, the Toddler started to say something entirely different. Over. And over. And over.

"You're gonna get it."

I don't know what I'm gonna get, but I think the vision-impaired people of the world might be a bit frightened of the possibilities.



(I know the quality of that photo isn't great, but I still big pink puffy heart it.)

REMINDER: The contest is still running, and the rules changed a bit. Leave a comment on the contest post about anything, and you'll be entered to win. If you're feeling froggy, try and figure out what feelings Alexis mentions in the video, leave your answer in the comments, and win an even better prize. You don't have to be a blogger to win (Jill, I'm talking to you. Seriously.) and you can enter as many times as you want.

I'm Feeling Contest-ic!

I am SHOCKED at how many of you commented on yesterday's video of Alexis singing, especially the number of you that commented that you had NO IDEA what she was saying. Really? You don't all speak fluent Toddler? I'm sort of sad for you. After all, toddlers say all the best stuff.

Anyhoo, I'm taking a little pity on your confused souls. The video shows her singing two different songs. The first one is "In a House." Here are the real lyrics:

In a house in a home there are
mothers and fathers
sisters and brothers
And there’s me me me

In a house in a home there are
sons and daughters
grandmothers grandfathers
And there’s me me me

I have a family full of people who love me
People who love me
They take care of me
And I know my family is unlike any other
Your family’s made for you
And mine is made for me

In a house in a home there are
aunties and uncles
cousins and cousins
And there’s me me me

In a house in a home there are
nieces nephews
and family and friends
And then there’s me me me

I have a family full of people who love me
People who love me
They take care of me
And I know my family is unlike any other

Your family’s made for you
And mine is made for me

My puppy is nicer to me than my sister
My goldfish is quiet my kittens are cleaner
I think there’s a good chance that she’ll be my best friend someday
Let’s wait and see see see

In a house in a home there are
mothers and fathers
sisters and brothers
And there’s me me me
And then there’s me me me

Now let me whip out my Official Translator Crown that Kent State bestowed upon me back when I graduated college. Sure, the crown says Official Spanish Translator (in fun little jewels, I might add), but that doesn't mean I can't translate a little Toddlerese from time-to-time. Alexis is singing:

In a house in a home
there's sons and daughters
mothers and fathers
And there's me me me.

In a house, in a home
there's sisters and brothers,
sisters and brothers
and there's me me me

In a family there's people that love me
people that love me
they take care of me

In a house in a home
there's sons and there's daughters
there's brothers and sisters
And there's me, me, me.

Then she goes into a whole bunch of repeating the same lines intermixed with some Toddlerese that I haven't learned yet. Somewhere in there she throws in a "there's grandmas and grandfathers," but mostly she just keeps repeating the same couple of lines about brothers and sisters. She might be trying to send some sort of subliminal message. I'm not sure since I have my hands over my ears and am screaming "LA, LA, LA I CAN'T HEAR YOU."

After that she goes into her current favorite song, "Feelings." The gist of the song goes:

What are you feeling
What are you feeling
Don’t keep it bottled up inside
Try try try
Try to tell me what’s inside –side –side
Don’t keep it bottled up inside
Try try try
And tell me what’s inside

Do you feel EXCITED
(Weeeee)
Do you feel EXCITED
I’m so EXCITED

And it repeats over and over, mentioning a new kind of thing that you can feel in each stanza.

Here's the thing: I count six distinct feelings/emotions in the video. Six. If you think you can figure out what they are, there's a little something in it for you. While I'm not telling you what the prize is right now, I will say the value will be around $25, so we're not talking crappy peanuts you would get at a Pirates game, but rather some kind of decent peanuts that you might find while watching the Yankees.

In the comments, list the six 'feelings' that Alexis sings about in the video. If more than one person correctly ascertains the answer then I'll do a random drawing of those who got it correct. You can enter as many times as you like and the deadline is next Friday, April 4th at midnight. I, as the judge, declare my list of six the "correct" answer, so don't even think about trying to argue with me if your list ends up not matching mine. Deal?

OK, go!



Updated to add: Since so many whiners are blaming their computers for their inability to translate Toddlerese, I'm adding a second prize to the game. First prize has to get all six feelings. Second prize will be random from all comments, even if you don't take a stab at deciphering the lyrics.