Friday, July 4, 2008

Break out the bubbly...

Happy 4th, Uhmarika!

Now some of you might be a little too quick to criticize my spelling. Let me respond by clearly stating I am an American. It is completely acceptable and even expected that I not fully understand the English language. My colors do not have a 'u' and I go to the city center, not centre. We may not have the Eiffel of Pisa, or the Great Wall of Berlin, but we do have the Statue of Liberace, so I think I know what I am talking about, thank you.

I woke up this morning to David's foot in my mouth. As appealing as that might sound, I found it to be quite disgusting. There was none of that 'oh, he's my son and I love him, no matter what he does'. Bullshit. I draw the line with feet. Sorry, Davey. Keep your toes to yourself and I hope to God that is chocolate.

Opa picked up the boys today and went to the river to ride paddle boats. I am not sure what Angie did while Opa played captain, but I imagine she scrubbed the bathroom, mopped the floors and starting cooking a nice chicken stew for dinner. Only those of you who really know Angie will get how outrageously funny that is. For those of you who don't, chocolate bars and crappy soaps are a more likely agenda.

When I came home from work, the boys were operating at a frequency that normally only dogs can hear. As they buzzed past me at least five times without even realizing I had made it home from work, I began yet again to curse the makers of Kool-Aid. Damn you, Pitcher Man, you big, fat, red distributor of sugar water.

After dinner, Angie and I had a momentary lapse in parental wisdom. It happens. We decided to usher the boys to the balcony for some nice calming bubble-blowing to help wind them down. Yeah. That didn't work. Note to self: Blowing bubbles excites little children.
Ladder Talk:
1) What was the best part of your day?
Peter: When I go with Opa riding boats.
David: Opa bicycle fahren and Peter.

2) What was the worst part of your day?
Peter: When I had...had...nose bleed.
David: When bonk my head. My head bonk. Owa.

3) What would you like to do tomorrow?
Peter: When I go to Grams and Opa and sleep there.
David: When go see Grams.

1 comment:

  1. hellooooooo!!!!! this whole blog is by far the funniest thing i have read in a while!!! reading through the whole thing just now totally made my day (yes, i am at work and i am not liking it one bit - that's why i set priorities and decided to read ALL of this NOW! people can wait...!!).
    anyway, keep posting!!! this is awesome! steve, you should change jobs... this plus your "drawings" - priceless!!! angie - hope you're feeling okay!!!