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Screechy Scratchy

I've always noticed that both my kids seem to have a hypersensitivity to anything that remotely resembles fingernails on a blackboard. Brainy Boy can't tolerate most pencils because of the rubbing sound, Little Chic can't stand it when I file my nails and sometimes I wonder where they ever got that?!

Question answered tonight when I dutifully listened to Little Chic practice her viola for the upcoming 4th grade orchestra concert and chills were literally going up and down my spine. And she's actually pretty good. No telling how I'd be creeping out if she weren't!
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Barb said…
Oh my sweet goodness, this cracked me up. You know, when I'm sitting at my dining room table having a heart-to-heart with one of my daughters (they're grown and a visit is special)I file my nails. If you know me at all you know I can't just SIT there. I have to be accomplishing something.

Not that talking to one of my daughters isn't accomplishing something, but you know.

But I always, always ask myself if my filing my nails is making them crazy. I wonder if it does?

Oh well. They'll just have to get over it because I'm a multi-tasker. I can talk to them, listen to them, advise them AND get my nails filed at the same time.

I had no idea it starts this young. Maybe I've been driving them nuts for years and years and just didn't know it. :-)
1/12/2007 11:27 PM
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