Mama Mia and Big Guy got to keep Tate all day last Thursday. It was not enough time to undo all the liberal ideas he gets brainwashed with at home but we enjoyed his stay anyway.
Here are a few shots from the day. The kind you won't find on To the Moon and Back
The first two were taken during Mama Mia'a time to watch him.
And here are two while Big Guy was on duty:
Which reminds me, from a parent who survived raising three kids, it's time to share my Inspirational Poster of the Day for all you new mothers out there in blog land.
AND before you ask, NO that isn't Jenny and NAN.
Duh, digital cameras weren't around back then. Big Guy had to go to PetSmart and "enlist the help" of two brats who were running around unsupervised in order to provide you with this Inspirational poster to assist you in your child raising.
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Ah yes. Memories. Sarah wrote a nice little thing about her childhood memories with her father hanging "Happy Birthday" on plates in the trees. And this, my friends, is what my father does. When he's not comparing his only grandson to Hitler.
My dad did plenty of disfunctional things as well, Jenny...when I was four and my sister was seven we'd stand at the front door as my mom drove off to work with my dad leading us in song, "Ding Dong the Witch is Gone..." from The Wizard of Oz.
Big Guy...please visit www.despair.com
Wish I'd thought of that of Sarah!!
In our house, it was Big Guy that drove off to work. While he was gone during the day, Mama Mia taught Jenny, Middle Daughter, and Nan to say "Daddy" anytime a monkey or gorilla was pictured on TV.
Hilarious. I see the parental techniques of June at work. And all this time I've been thinking she was your mother IN LAW, as opposed to your mother. Confusing.
Big Guy...dad was in charge of taking us to school, so he actually did go to work at some point as well...we didn't have a Mr. Mom in our household (not that there's anything wrong with that). In our family, whenever there was a gorilla on tv someone would yell out, "There's Sarah..." Me, youngest and impressionable would come running to the tv thinking great things...only to find a monkey. RUDE.
We also told Sarah we adopted her from the bag lady at the airport.
Our mother used to lock us outside while she cleaned our room. We could see our room from the screen door and she would take a big trashcan and put our stuff in it, while we were crying outside, then tell us we could save 2 things from the trash.
Check-mate.
GENIUS! Thanks for the idea, Rebekah! I think I'll do that with some of Aaron's stuff. But maybe I'll let him save 3 things (I'm a softie like that)
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