Sometimes we hafta stay home because it’s late and we’re sleepy, but most times Mama takes us to go pick Mommy up from her work!
After we watch Mommy’s show we meet her in her dressing room. It’s nice, and has lots of flowers! One time I asked mom if the flowers were for her show Spring Awakening, since Uncle Jesse told me it was about ‘deflowering’ and stuff.
Mama got mad after that. I dunno why.
[[OOC: Oh! I just realized this is on my Fababy account! Ooh this is going to be fun.]]
1. My full name is Lucille Sophia Berry-Fabray! (Fabray-Berry. It’s an ongoing battle.)
2. I have a brother named Stephen— Stephie for short— and two mommies, Rachel and Quinn Berry-Fabray! I also have a super cool daddy, Sammy Evans!
3. My Mommy and uncle Kurt excitedly gave me my middle name so they could name me a character from a broadway show/book they loved, Wicked, under my mama’s nose. Mama said it took two days before Mommy cracked and told her that my name would resemble a green witch’s name (Lucy Sophie— Elphie. You get the gist.)
4. My bestest friend for life is Andrew Lopez. Andy’s really annoying sometimes though, but he’s still my best friend. Aunt Brittany calls us San and Quinn Jr.
5. I’m currently six years old!
6. I have a very complicated family. Really. You kind of need a color coded chart to sort all of us out.
7. It really stinks, but I can’t even ride some of the kiddy rides because I’m short. It’s something me and mommy bond over quite frequently.
8. I like to read books like my mama. It’s why I have a much more sophisticated vocabulary than regular six year olds!
9. I’m friends with a lot of my parents’ kids, not just Andy. It’s weird when people say we’re a big family because I’m pretty sure Uncle Artie’s daughter has a crush on Andy, and Aunt Mercedes’ son keeps making moon eyes at Uncle Finn’s son. But then mommy told me everyone in Glee club has dated anyways at least once or so so I shouldn’t worry about it much.
10. I have a little gap in between my teeth that annoys me very much, even if Mama says it’s cute. I don’t like it. I’m still sure it’s the reason I can’t whistle well!
Send this to ten people?
Should I go around and make this a survey to all the others around me? I’m going to a ‘Glee Party’ (As Mama said) today for New Years anyways. Maybe I will!
AnonymousOOC: If I ever reblog the wrong things on the fababy account and someone needs to tell me, you should all just direct questions to here.
Other than that— yes. Rachel does have some explaining to do.
Whoops.
AnonymousWell, whenever I try to tell people about my family they either direct me to a social worker, laugh, or walk away very fast.
But I’ll try!
See, I’m biologically the daughter of my mommy(Rachel) and my daddy(Sam) but I was carried by my mama(Quinn). I have a little brother, Stephie, who’s my daddy’s and mama’s, but carried by my mommy.
And I have lots of grandparents; Grampas Berries, Grandma Shelby, Grammy Judy, and Grandma and Grampa Evans!
And then since my daddy really likes Uncle Kurt and mommy thinks they’re going to marry soon, I guess Uncle Kurt will be my dad too! Then that means Alex will be my brother!
Oh! And then speaking of siblings, I also have Beth, who’s my mama’s and Uncle Puck’s. And then since Uncle Puck’s son, Jackson, is Beth’s brother, I guess he’s my brother too I think.
And then I have lots of godmothers and godfathers, like Uncle Finn, Uncle Mike, Aunt Tina, Aunt Britts and Tana, etc. So I get lots of friends too, since like, all of them have kids.
It’s not that hard to comprehend, really, but people still keep calling it inseshous. Wait. Insestious? Whatever the word is! I don’t even know what that means!
AnonymousYou do realize I am only about six years old. I can’t run a blog on my own. Heck, I can barely reach the keyboard!
I’m assure you all questions about these things you call “reblogs” should be appointed to the one who helps type things for me.
Ooc: …Oops.
AnonymousThey put Rachel’s egg with Sammy’s sperm into Quinn and vice versa. Lots of people do this for their own Fababy(Or Brittana) stories, and some in real life. It’s like being a surrogate, I guess. :)
