"The Kid Is Up!" She stayed true to the mantra by spending half the night awake crying because of her stuffy nose. I maybe got a total of four hours of sleep, that's fun.
The Pistol is enjoying himself with The Kid. In some critical areas they are like little mirror images of one another. They can't find their shoes, they take things out and leave them all over the house and the mess that they can both create with food is amazing. The dishwashing skills of Pistol continue to amaze me. I believe that the legally blind would be able to see the food particles left on a Pistol qualified clean dish. The other one that is amazing is how he handles a cup of tea or coffee. He's the Exxon Valdez of mug handling.
biG, if you read this, have my wife log into her Ofoto account and check out the two latest albums I posted. Pictures of Mom and her State of Clay show and pictures of The Kid and The Pistol. Thanks.
I don't think I'm going to have Pistol post a blog. He may not totally appreciate my witty comments above. Maybe he wont mind. I'll think about it.
2 comments:
I say DO NOT RESTRICT the blog--what you've said about The Pistol...well, I think that he already knows this (or, he at least knows that he is often chided for his dishwashing skills). Let the Pistol speak!
love, Ka
I second the motion. We the people demand The Pistol be allowed a voice!
For the record, here is the itenrary for Girls Weekend™ today:
9:00—Wake up
9:45-12:30—Showering and getting ready
12:30—Breakfast
1:00—Boggle
1:30—Tea
2:00—More Boggle
2:45—Looking at one another's handbags
3:00—Story time: Funny things D., A., and J. say
3:15—Tea
3:30-9:30—Boggle, interrupted by ocassional games of Scrabble
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