G-ma Barb came over this afternoon and brought the ingredients for homemade veggie pizza. Scarlet was the sous chef and had a grand time assembling the colorful dinner. It was tasty and perfectly salted. Afterward we had a mini dance party with the kids (which happens simply when there is music.) Liam was feeling it. When he hears any funky beats he starts doing a primitive circular head swirl (uh huh, uh huh) and then he starts stomping one foot to his own time signature. Priceless.
Worst Part of the Day-
Peeps, I need to get on the packing wagon. We leave for out trip tomorra!
Also I just watched Dateline. Why do all these creepy men kill (and chop up!) their wives?! Mylanta. It's seriously a BIT much. Just get a divorce ya fools.
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Re: the killing of your wife. I KNOW! I always tell Erik - if you want out, you don't have to kill me, try to hide the body and then inevitably get caught. Just say so.
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