Hello, I’m Seporah and I’m 10 years old. I like cats, and my hobbies are knitting and crocheting. My favorite food is anything from the midland thai house. That place is one of the only places I literally jump for joy. I also REALLY like greek mythology. Humans turning into spiders, Persephone married Hades, her creepy stalker who kidnapped her and basically would of caused world war Z ( zombie ) if persephone left forever, a girl running away from a million bajillion boys who liked her,into the sheep pens, because she wanted peace and agreed to date Poseidon if she did so, and then turned into a sheep, and then the sheep who would be the Golden Fleece was born. You get it.
Category: Seporah Smirks
Conversations with Seporah #47
Seporah: What comes after I?
Seporah: No. What comes after I?
Me: Um… J.
Seporah No! What comes after I?
*I get up to go see what she is doing and see she is writing her name and has spelled out Seporah Rushi so far
Seporah: What comes after N?
Seporah: Thanks Daddy!
Seporah Conversation # 42
*Daddy walking in a parking lot with Seporah, walking up on a car under a protective car cover
Seporah: Ha Ha Ha Ha *pointing at car
Daddy: Whats so funny?
Seporah: Ha Ha Ha Car is hiding
Daddy: I guess the car is kind of hiding…
Seporah: Ha Ha Ha Seporah smart! Seporah see hiding car! Ha Ha Ha
I Actually Let Seporah Touch My Camera, Steven Said I Set a Really Bad Precedent
I Get Mommy’s Old Camera!
I went poopy in the potty, and now I have a tummy ache, and Daddy is a horrible daddy
So I was doing my “poopy dance”, as Dad calls it, and he noticed, and told me to “go poopy in the potty”. Now I know better than to poopy on the floor or in the bed, and I hold it as long as I can in my diaper, but why would I want to poopy in the potty? But I did what I was told, and went and sat on the potty. I must have been there forever (dad edit: 5 minutes) before dad comes in and gave me a cookie. I don’t like sitting on the potty too long, but Dad said I could eat cookies as long as I sat on the potty. We made peanut butter cookies earlier and I already had eaten 2, and knew they were nummy. So I didn’t mind sitting as long as I got to eat them. I sat there and ate cookies and cookies and cookies, almost as many as when I steal the whole bag and go to the closet to eat them! I ate 7 more cookies before the strangest thing happened. The poopies went down into the potty! Dad went beserk, hugging me and clapping and telling me what a good girl I was. He made me look in the potty and then wash my hands and put my special potty away. I can’t believe my Daddy lied to me; I wasn’t done eating cookies and he told me I could sit there until I was done! Then another strange thing happened. My tummy started hurting, bad! So I went to my bed and laid down and whined a bit, telling Daddy my tummy hurt. Dad told me to just tell the whole world how horrible life was and how bad a daddy he was, and I thought I heard sarcasm in his voice, but I did what he said anyway and came and wrote for you all to read!
Look at Me!
So Mommy went to slept in her room and shut the door. And Daddy was suppose to be watching us, but he was tired too, so he went to slept on the couch. I figured with both parents asleep I could do whatever I wanted to. So I found the camera (which they never let me play with) and took pictures. See what a good photographer I am!
Popcorn and Talking Animals!
So Mommy and Daddy just took me out of the movie theatre and they are so excited that I sat all the way through the movie. I am not quite sure why. They are making a bid deal that the movie wasn’t aminated or something. I think that means that the movie didn’t look like it was made with colors. Don’t they know that it doesn’t matter if the movie is made with colors or with real peoples? All that matters is that there were talking animals! And the yummy popcorn helped too.