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Post by Mia on Apr 16, 2011 8:01:33 GMT -5
Naomi nodded, going to grab the milk. She heated it up in the microwave, Arielle now whining and squirming in her arms from seeing the bottle. "Okay Ari, its almost ready." Naomi said as she took the bottle from the microwave. After testing the warmth on her wrist, she made her way back to the table, sitting down just as David walked in. She didn't say anything until he spoke to her, and then she silently cursed as a blush spread across her cheeks. "Ahh, I wouldn't say famous." She muttered, taking his hand and shaking it quickly before dropping it and sticking the bottle Arielle was still reaching for in the babies mouth. "Nice to meet you."
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Post by Tori on Apr 16, 2011 21:01:11 GMT -5
Max only chuckled almost the entire time Arielle tried reaching for the bottle Naomi kept moving away from her. He shook his head teasingly, turning his attention back to his brother once Arielle got her breakfast. "So, I see you met my own daughter here." he chuckled lightly, placing his hand on Brooklyn's head as she tilted her head upward with a huge grin on her face still. "I'm gonna sing fowe he'r afta bweakfast, too!" she explained, still a bit of pancake stuffed in her mouth. David eyed her a bit longer, till she got the hint and swallowed her food through little fits of giggles. "Yeah, she's quite the singer alright." David chuckled, moving his head back up to Naomi again after taking a bite of his own pancake, swallowing it before adding in, "Oh, did she tell you what her all-time favorite movies are, yet?"
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Post by Mia on Apr 17, 2011 6:26:21 GMT -5
Naomi shook her head, glancing down to see Arielle was already almost halfway done with her bottle. "No she hasn't." She said, looking back up at David. She frowned a bit when her hair got in her face, but both her hands were currently occupied so she chose instead to lower her gaze back to her daughter.
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Post by Tori on Apr 17, 2011 11:07:02 GMT -5
David chuckled lightly, "You'd be surprised what this two year old likes." he grinned, half-sarcastically, turning back over to Brooklyn finishing up her first heart-shaped pancake and on her second one now. He lightly nudged her daughter then, and she perked her head back up. "Why don't you tell Auntie Naomi what movie it is you love so much?" he grinned at his daughter watching her smile turn up even wider. "Ohhh! I loooooove High School Musical! I have awe thwee movie and I wa tch them awe the time!" she squealed, beaming with excitement. "I sing a song foe you lata if you want."
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Post by Mia on Apr 17, 2011 20:13:34 GMT -5
Naomi blushed a little from being called Auntie Naomi. Sure, her nieces and nephews back home called her that, but they were family. Her and Max weren't even married. She smiled lightly when the little girl announced she liked High School Musical. "Do really? I'd like to hear you sing." She said, looking down at Arielle, who had finished her bottle. She placed the baby on her shoulder to burp her. "So, do you know every song? I know when I had a favorite movie, I watched it so much I remembered the whole movie."
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Post by Tori on Apr 17, 2011 20:26:40 GMT -5
Brooklyn nodded ecstatically. "I know awe word to awe songs!" she smiled excitedly, quickly finishing off her last pancake so she could show Naomi her most favorite hobby to do. Singing. Max however, was so preoccupied by just finishing his breakfast while being entertained by his niece. He even chuckled a little when David called Naomi, Brooklyn's 'Auntie'. "Oh! Uncle Max, Afta I sing, can I pway with baby Awielle?" Max smiled whole-heartedly. "Sure you can, Brooky. Of course." With that answer then, Brooklyn grinned even wider, giggling as she took massive bites out of her pancake, so big in fact, that David had to stop her a couple times before she choked on her food.
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Post by Mia on Apr 17, 2011 20:29:44 GMT -5
Naomi giggled softly as Brooklyn practically inhaled her food. "Slow down." She said gently, still laughing softly. "You'll get hiccups that way." Arielle burped then, and Naomi lowered her daughter back into her lap, taking a sip of her orange juice and waited patiently for Brooklyn to finish eating. She glanced at her own uneaten food, she felt a bit bad for wasting it, but she figured she could probably finish it later. Of course, she remembered the food from last night that was still in the fridge and gave a soft sigh. So much food, so little time to eat it.
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Post by Tori on Apr 17, 2011 20:37:56 GMT -5
At first, Brooklyn pouted from all these people telling her to slow down. She couldn't help that she got so excited whenever guests came over. She always had to perform for anyone that walked through those doors, just like the little diva she was and could be. "Awe done!" she squeaked, pushing away her plate and sippy cup aside, to jump down from the chair and heading into the living room to grab her high school musical microphone she kept somewhere in her messy room. While Brooklyn was looking for that, Max leaned over the table, taking a double take at Naomi's plate, wrinkling his forehead. "That all you're eating, Nai?" he asked, getting a little concerned again about her food habits. "If I would of known you weren't that hungry, I wouldn't of made so much for you."
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Post by Mia on Apr 17, 2011 20:42:49 GMT -5
Naomi smiled when Brooklyn dashed from the table, only to have her smile fade when Max commented on her left over food. She bit her lip, nodding a bit as she immediately lowered her gaze. "Sorry." She couldn't think of anything to say and kept her gaze lowered. She didn't really want David to know about her horrible eating habits, he might think her to be starving herself on purpose. "I thought I was hungry. I didn't think I wouldn't finish it." She said after a while, not looking up at either of them. "I'll eat it later..." The last part was barely more than a whisper.
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Post by Tori on Apr 17, 2011 20:54:12 GMT -5
Max managed to pull off a light smile, thinking that that last comment made only made Naomi feel worse about her eating habits. "Alright. That's fine." he smiled warm-heartedly, grabbing her plate from her covering it up before setting it carefully in the refrigerator next to the dinner from last night, to save for later as well. Just as Max had sat back down then, Brooklyn came rushing out in such an excited thrilling mood, getting ready to turn on her toy microphone. "You weady?" she asked her 'audience'. But without an answer from anyone, except a small gurgle come from Arielle, Brooklyn started her song(without all the distractions the girl had in the video).
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Post by Mia on Apr 18, 2011 10:41:19 GMT -5
Naomi nodded, biting her lip. She still felt bad, but she was relieved that her brother hadn't said anything about it. She didn't know what she would have said if he had commented. She lifted her head when Brooklyn came back, smiling when the young girl started singing. She applauded at the end, her smile a bit wider. "That was amazing! Much better than I could've done at your age." She congratulated.
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Post by Tori on Apr 18, 2011 17:46:23 GMT -5
As Brooklyn sang her song, David and Max both grinned and clapped enthusiastically acting as if they haven't heard her sing that song before, when truth was that, Brooklyn practiced her singing everyday whenever she wasn't either sleeping, eating, or playing with her cousin. "Very good, baby girl. That was beautiful." David applauded, Max smiling just as wide with encouragement in his eyes. Even Arielle gurgled at her cousin's performance, kicking her chubby legs freely, almost clapping them together with her hands. "Tank you, tank you. I be hewe awe week!" she curtsied, blowing them all kisses like she's seen in movies. "My niece, the little diva." Max chuckled playfully, watching Brooklyn already running up to Naomi who held Arielle in her arms. She played around with her fingers, giggling with her cousin. "Can I pway with baby Awielle, now?" she asked in a sweet pleasing tone, her big blue eyes looking up at Naomi for the answer.
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Post by Mia on Apr 18, 2011 17:54:53 GMT -5
Naomi smiled as she watched the boys applaude the young girl, giggling softly when she thanked everyone. She was sure they'd heard her sing this song at least a million times but it was nice that they cheered for her enthusiastically. When Brooklyn came over to her and asked to play with the baby, Naomi nodded, standing. "Of course you can. Ahh, where do you usually play with her?" Naomi looked from Brooklyn to Max, not quite sure where to put Arielle.
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Post by Tori on Apr 18, 2011 18:20:09 GMT -5
Max stood up as well, walking over to grab Arielle from Naomi's hands. "I'll take her. They normally just play in the living room where we can keep an eye on them more easily. Balancing on Arielle on one hip, while Brooklyn followed him around like a puppy dog, Max pulled out Arielle's nursing pillow before setting her down carefully, as she kicked her way down to her cousin, letting the two girls play nicely while he returned back to the adult table, kissing Naomi on the forehead when he returned.
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Post by Mia on Apr 20, 2011 11:19:49 GMT -5
Naomi smiled as she watched the girls playing, thinking it was the cutest thing and finding herself wanting to have another baby for Arielle to play with. She shook her head then, running a hand through her hair with a soft sigh. What am I thinking? Ari is barely 4 months and I'm thinking of having another one? No more babies for me. She thought as Max headed towards her. Naomi blushed when he kissed her forehead, ducking her head in order to hide it. "So." She bit her lip. "What are the plans for today? If there are any..."
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