A Day Late & A Dollar Short?

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I’ve been told by several of you how you thought I was sick in the head for having a CEC birthday party for the kiddo.  Well, for your information, I actually love it there.  Call me nuts, but I’m a sucker for putting coins into machines that spit out tickets.  Yes, you trade these in for really generic (and cheap) Chinese made plasticrap, but you get tickets!  I know.  I’m really five.  I refuse to grow up.  And, did I mention I’m a whiz at Skee Ball?  Cause I am

 

Now, Puppy, as the oldest of such a big family, quite literally never had a birthday party with friends.  One of his brothers has a birthday the day before his, so even with the family party he had to share the cake.  You shoulda seen him in action.  He and the tyke ran around like banshees for hours.  I think he had a better time than the birthday boy. 

I know I’m horribly late in putting these up, but if you remember we’ve given up paci.  It’s been a bit rough today.   While doing a little research on the assmunch collection agency from my identity theft, the small and angelic boy child emptied all of his toys into a pile in the playroom.   Puzzles dumped out (try 5), games dumped (try 3), toys, trains (Thomas & all his cronies), EVERYTHING.  I am kicking myself for not taking a picture now, because the first thing that flashed in my brain was the mashed potatoes creation from Close Encounters.  After pondering premeditated murder of a small offspring, realizing I live in a state that is fry now, fry later, then drowning my sorrows in a bowl of Special K and a glass of wine, it dawned on me I’d never put up the pictures.   I apologize for my tardiness.   

And, I’m ready for the jon jon smack talk.  Have at it!

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