It’s official. We are looney. Stark raving mad. We took the boys to Chuck E. Cheese on Saturday for lunch and fun. It was a rather spur of the moment decision–I think that is the only way an adult can stomach the Mecca for Kids on a Saturday morning. Looney I tell ya.
My parents came over to Looneyville Saturday night to play and watch what Frick calls “China” (the Olympics to most). Men’s Gymnastics was on tap and Frick began to mimic the gymnasts on the pommel horse. He used a stool, twirled around it and then dismounted with his arms up above the head. We have videos, but they came out dark. BP the Computer Geek is working on getting those brighter for your viewing enjoyment.
During a random conversation about marriage certificates, I reminisced about how it cost me $35 to get one for our wedding in 2000. BP made quite an accurate assessment since I paid for the certificate.
I OWN HIM.