This is Christian high on rootbeer, pizza rolls, and staying up way too late!The next day we ran down to Seattle to check out a new Ethiopian restaurant with the entire crew (including Auntie B and Keith, yay!). It was super yummy!
Then the Littles got to go on a ride. Carrot Top finally got permission to ride the ponies, so we took both out for a stroll. Man that baby of mine is looking big up there!
We are so very lucky that Heather is a Derby Rat because it brings her to town on a pretty regular schedule and if we play our cards right that means we get a few extra hours with these little boogers. Of course it's pretty clear she's just using me for free babysitting because even with dessert in the oven she and Mike were high tailing it outta here the minute they walked in. There was some business about getting home by eight and stuffing the children in bed, blah! Next time I'm loading those kids up with Jolt Cola and Pop Rocks when their parents pull into the driveway. That'll teach 'em.
And let this be a lesson to all of you. Until you have confiscated and destroyed the final pair of "hook and loop closure" (aka lazy ass velcro) shoes, DO NOT tell your son you won't be buying them anymore. Lest you wish to hear "but Mo-oom, they're fine!" for weeks. Yeah bud, those are supposed to be sandals, right?

1 comment:
Love those pics!!! And the jolt cola and pop rocks- I LOVE THOSE :) he he he
Yeah, how come boys seem to walk through shoes every month?? YIKES!!
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