Nephew is here and at basketball camp this week. He's excited. (He would have been even more excited about football camp, but that wasn't to be this year.) He asked if he's going to have the same coach he had last year, and I think he does. :) Lil M was pretty excited, too... she wants to go to bball camp, herself! She said, Mommy... when I'm big can I go to basketball camp, too? I said yes...and she was like sweet!
So, three kids in the house this week. Last night was good. Got Nephew a new pair of gym shoes (skater shoes, he calls them) ... let T hang out with her BF last night for awhile. Nephew loves the guinea pig, Eisenswine, and is begging for one of his own (not!!)...
Tonight is day two of Lil M's dance class... not sure if I'll take T and C with us or just go by ourselves... we'll see. I imagine T will want to visit BF tonight because he doesn't work until tomorrow. Which is also fine. :)
Anyway, I promise to post pics soon. Lil M and C love to play together and I have a feeling it'll be easy to get pics this week. :D
Peace.
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You named your pig Eisenhower??? If anything, you should have named him Clinton:0) But anyway, he's your pig, and the only advice I can give you is what to do with him next time you put some fire in the grill. Oh, and never become emotionally attached to any pig. It interferes with digestion:0)
So, hire yew? Any good gossip? What's new? Listened to any good country music lately? I try not to listen to that stuff. Makes me want to buy a cowboy hat and a shotgun.
How come you never talk about Skippy? I know he's more comfortable with himself now than ever before. I must admit, if it weren't for the emotional support that you gave him, who knows where he'd be today. I can recall your post describing that late-night conversation you both had in which he spilled the beans about who he really was. You were drinking a coke, and he was having a non-fat latte with a sprinkle of nutmeg:0) You were so accepting that night that when I think about it, it brings a tear to my eye. Give ol' Skippy (and Rusty( a hug for me and tell them both I wish them the best:0)
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