I will continue with my saga, but want to talk about a couple of things first. I bathed the kids again this morning, which was a good thing because Sam had been wearing his same pajamas for the four days running since Christmas and I was worrying about them actually sticking to his skin.
PJ has been on an extended Xbox bender. He's been living in the basement and has actually started to look a little like Gollum, with his big eyes and pale skin. He said to me this morning after taking a shower, "Dad, do you know what sport you'd be good at?"
"No, what sport, PJ?" I said, thinking to myself, this ought to be good."
"You'd be a good Sumo Wrestler."
"Why a Sumo Wrestler?"
"Because you're fat, and you have lots of energy."
You can not make this stuff up. (smile) I am just surprised he didn't follow up the fat part with "no offense", his favorite saying of late.
Mike and Loretta and Molly and Andrew are visiting us this morning, for a few days, which should be fun. We also need to do some cleaning, and I need to prep the kids cars for the pinewood derby. But more on that later. Back to the saga.