I have been talking in my excited lisp... you know when it got time to eat.. duh.. and when it was time to lay around.. duh and my mom tonight, asked me to "please, just for two minutes I would like for you to talk in a normal voice...." thanks mom! Another example, I was racing some tools on the way to Old Navy tonight for the midnight sale.. and naturally, I turned and hissed at the car beside us, which is perfectly normal and acceptable behavior on 3g. My sister turned to me and said "yeah, that's really annoying."
So, I'll inform ya'll of my productive break...
Yesterday, I babysat for THE cutest red head child. Many of you know, I want all of my children to have red hair. This is Sarah Grace-- she's two and we went to the zoo. She would take a bite of a cracker, give a goat a bite.. and she would eat the rest. She's a giver. Here she is with the goats.
She's a diva. She calls her parents by their first names " Elizabeth, Where's Kimberly?"... You mean your mom?..."yeah."
last night, Laura informed me that I was chewing in my sleep. I passed OUT so early last night and she told me that I was having a dream about eating. WEIRD!
Today ruled. I just ate so much food-- laughed at my funny aunts, uncles and cousins... and my brother was being so crude and inapproprite. He literally was "tuteing" SO LOUD after lunch while everyone was sitting around. And as he laughed, everytime he took a breath in, he farted more. It was so embarrassing\ I couldn't stop laughing. I almost wet my pants. After all of the cousins had left, we ended up staying at my grandmothers helping her clean up and wilson and I played the game we love to play called " let's hit each other as hard as we can." I punched him in the back so hard it brought tears to his eyes. We play all body is fair game.. except for boy\girl parts. Yep. So, then, Wilson SLAPPED ME ACROSS MY FACE as hard as he could. It literally stung for a good 30 minutes after. My face is still red.
So, we came home, and our Direct TV is out! YES. Dad went to go visit my Uncle who couldn't make it to lunch today because he was sick from Chemo so Laura, Wilson and I had a fun night of " man, your signature sucks." We all love those nights that you sit around and write your signature 2384987 times.
Yes, you are reading that correctly, Wilson wrote out a sentence about drugs and we all copied to see how "different our handwritings were.."
Here's Wilson trying to perfect the art of forging a signature...He's honestly scarily good at it.
yahoo! SUCH A FUN NIGHT at the Nickles! hahahahaha seriously, like some families would play board games, put in a movie, or something when the cable is out-- not us. We are innovative.
And to top it all off, we played with our pups in the laundry room for a grand finale of the night. Except our pups get jealous for attention so here they are literally having a dog fight... on my lap.
and to celebrate what I'm thankful for after today's great feast and family togetherness.. I leave you with this gem of a video..
also, I want all of us to see Burlesque together when we get back to PC or maybe even over Christmas break. I LOVED IT. My mom thought it was highly inappropriate but, I love Cher and some good musicals.
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