I am not a big fan of bowling. Growing up in Michigan there wasn’t much to do for the nine long months that winter lasted. Most of my bowling memories involve being dropped off in a smokey bowling alley playroom (kid jail) while the adults drank played on their league.
Your dad is a BONE doctor! How can you NOT know there is NOT a bone in it?
There are reasons I am not a PTO mom, or a scissor mom, (the ones that come to school to cut things out). The reasons are because my kids think its funny to make a pasta skeleton and put macaroni testicals and rotinini pee-pee and spaghetti BONE? I asked what the spaghetti was and he said, “That’s the bone in the pee-pee”.
Don’t mess with the Mama or her son who inherited Mama’s sense of humor…CRAP!
Don’t mess with the Mama or the son who inherited the Mama’s sense of humor. Crap, they did give me the right baby at the hospital.
Super Hero Birthday Party
The idea is that the Super Heros were getting lazy and they needed training camp. The kids all came dresed up as a “Super”. We rented the obstacle course from a picture on the internet the size of my thumbnail.
I post a picture Saturday and you write the caption contest…
Write a caption and I will choose my favorite and give you a trackback to your blog on Monday. I also have a funny story to share so check back to see who won the contest. Follow me. I want to give people a place to go that makes you smile, laugh, think, love, cry or cry laughing. A place to go after you have read the news on your mobile and now you need a story you can relate to because we are all part of some kind of family. I am so honored you stopped by and I am looking forward to sharing more of our family stories! Oh, and if you nominated me for an award I will try and answer the questions next week. I am so honored but want to think about my answers. Have a great weekend!
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