Monday, October 16, 2006
Because It’s Not Always About ME, Though I Question Why
I realized last night that I hadn’t posted any embarrassing/incriminating/cute photos of the kids in a while. It’s been, “Jon ran the marathon. Jon looked like a dork in High School. Jon showed us pictures of the outside of his fridge. Big whoop.”
Yes, it’s true. ALL the cool kids say, “big whoop” these days. Wait… they don’t? Oh well. More’s the pity, I guess.
Allow me to recitify that situation post-haste.
While cleaning out the cabinets, we found these Saran Wrap™ bowl topping things. We’ve never used them for their intended purpose, that is—keeping leftovers fresh and tasty! But the kids thought they made great hats. I’m not sure if Ellis was the first to jump on the “Let’s put them on our heads” bandwagon. But this is her adujusting her “hat” JUST SO, in order to achieve the maximum amount of humor.
Then she moved on to putting a home made french fry (oh my, how tasty!) in her face and pretending to be a puppy. The boys were merely hangers-on at this point.
I think this is my favorite out of the bunch. That’s Lucas peeking out from behind the wall. You can tell he’s up to no good. Just after this pic was taken he popped out, screamed like a banshee, knocked me down and began stomping on my privates. He’s grounded now. Knocking me down and kicking in my nether regions is fine, but scaring me half to death? Not cool, man. Not cool.
Holy Crap! Look at all this STUFF down here. It's awesome!
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Really, I'm glad you made it down here. Almost no one ever comes down here. I'm like in a freaking dungeon down here. I get lonely. But not you. YOU made it all the way to the end of the page. For this I think I've a little crush on you. I don't know, is "love" to strong a word to use in this situation? Well, if it's not "love," then it's very strong "like." I'm totally in like with you for coming down here. You are awesome. Please love me back! I know, I know, I shouldn't be all needy, it's not attractive at all, but you don't know how it is to be stuck down here. Who scrolls all the way to the end of a page anymore these days? Anyway, thanks for shedding some light down here in the depths. I appreciate it. Shoot me an email and I'll send you a dollar, OK?
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