Ciera is having a sleep over tonight with 5 of her friends, celebrating the end of the school year and the start of summer.To sum up? I've got six 10 year old girls running roughshod over my house as I type, leaving wet towels, giggle fits, and scattered food in their wake. I feel like ET when he landed at Elliot's house; what IS this place?
Thankfully, my Saint of a Mom said she'd keep Mutt and Jeff for the night, so we've avoided any bull charges into the bedroom, stealing of hair care products, and most of all, no utterances of the phrase "wanna see my willy?"
When I left them, they were tickling my Mom's old butter churn she has in her kitchen and giggling like Cheech and Chong in "Up in Smoke". Why? Who knows? You'd be better off trying to figure out why Wendy's has square hamburgers, what in the world we are spending billions of dollars with a probe on Mars when we've got gas at $4 a gallon, a debt my great, great Grandchildren will be paying off, and how does Al Roker still have a job?
It boggles the mind.
Finally, a big high five to The Large Father for becoming a U.S. Citizen today.
Well done, Big Papi.
Now THAT is how you dress to become a citizen of the United States.
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He is one class act, isn't he?
Found you via Nichole....
I think you should stockpile the gaggle of girls stories to frighten Newt with. ;-)
Papi sure is one sophisticated guy, huh? =)
Rebecca, welcome! Appreciate you stopping by.
Dawn, if he could see what I'm dealing with right now, he'd be curled up in the corner in the fetal position. This is INSANE.
Papi wearing the shades is cracking me up. ;)
Dawn, I had three older sisters. He can't throw anything at me I'm not somewhat prepared for! Plus, I'm WAY more mellow than Jr. We're sort of like the Yin and Yang of brothers.
Except that we both hate the Yankees.
Have fun tonight, Jr!!! And hey, when I was a kid, this stuff had to wait until the weekend, summer or not! What's up over there at Case de Ted? You figure you're not going to sleep anyway, so might as well hear those 10 girls giggling and screaming all night?
Mattie, it is Thunderdome right now. I'm like a surfer riding a wave; just trying to hang on.
You're mellow like a volcano; just get ready. Once you have two, all bets are off. And there is no way I'm getting to sleep before 3; these girls are crazy.
Good thing the Sox won tonight or I'd really be gripping. ;)
Ewwwww! Does that mean I'll have to go out and find me a 3-piece suit in just under two years? I don't do suits! Yowza! As for the sleepover....precious memories!
Jr., I scoff in the general direction of your fetal position!
Ted, let's see if Newt is still talking such a big game in a few more years. ;-)
Edge, you don't have to get a suit, I promise.
Mattie, I'm with Dawn; you're talking a big game before that little one gets here. Just wait; you have no idea how hard it is with an extra body running around.
I wish my friend Alison was a blogger, Ted. She would make Newt's hair stand on end with *her* girl stories. Her second, Olivia, is kind of like a Rakes or Trot but with the drama of a teenage girl added in -- and Liv just turned 4 in January. When Alison found out that her third was also a girl, let's just say the word 'panic' is putting it mildly. >=]
4 years old and a teenager in her mind already? We've GOT to get her to tell Mattie a few stories. Just to mess with his mind!
Oh it didn't start at 4. At about 15 months, she already knew how to put her hands on her hips & do the Little Miss Attitude head-swivel. Olivia also has *zero* fear & can found toboggan-ing down the stairs in the lid to the hamper or scaling the cabinets because the snack Alison provided wasn't what she wanted. She can also take her big brother (who is 8) blindfolded & with one hand tied behind her back. Her father is a police detective (Alison is not with him anymore because he is a not-very-nice person but that is neither here nor there) and when we were at the mall to have dinner on Saturday, we had gathered outside Rain Forest Cafe. Olivia was practically *in* the water outside the restaurant. A mall security guard was walking by & Alison said "You better get out of there or that security guard is going to yell at you." Olivia said -- and I quote -- "My daddy is a *detective*. That guy isn't even a police man."
Awww, Ted. C'mon. How does Al Roker still have a job?? Because he ROCKS! That's how. Enjoy reading your blog, even as a loyal Yankee fan (gives me something to snicker at.) But that one cut deep. I should send you a photo of me and the big guy to show my loyalty. :)
Hope everything is good on the homefront. Getting ready to email Angie to check in. Take care - and be nice to Al.
(Elizabeth 'Bowen', that is.)
Dawn, that child sounds like a handfull! I'm pretty sure "precocious" doesn't even begin to cover it. You reading all this Mattie?
Hey Elizabeth! Sorry, I just never have gotten Al's appeal. But that's pretty sweet you got your picture taken with him. Hit Tommy on the shoulder for me.
Looking at the pictures from the Globe they have a picture of him and his son D'Angelo, he's such a doll! Between Manny's kid and Papi's kid - theyre the cutest on the team!
Oh and as for the sleepovers - aren't those just a load of fun =]!
Dawn - I think if I EVER heard a kid say that to me, I think I'd just laugh.
Oh and for a laugh. Today was graduation practice and the fire alarm went off...Only my class.
Krystle, Papi's kid looks just like Manny. Weird.
One more day and you're an adult, Krystle.
Yes. It's a little nerve wrecking but I'm sure it'll be interesting. Tonight was class night but silly here wasn't watching the time and I would have been well very late...OOPS!
Oh and yesterday I saw a baby that is 2 months old and weighs 15 pounds...
It'll go by faster than you think, Krystle.
And that baby needs to be tested for Steroids.
I believe his steriods is his mommy's milk.
Mike Lowell's grand slam was beautiful!
Then we need to drug test her.
I love the fact they walked Manny to get to him.
Heh.
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