Parenting is being 3 miles into a 5-mile loop and realizing that the kid is now only wearing one shoe and one sock…
There’s Bigfoot in my Closet
There’s Bigfoot in my closet, I really wouldn’t lie,
He makes all sorts of trouble, things I wouldn’t even try.
He makes all sorts of trouble, things I wouldn’t even try.
He put shampoo in the dishwasher, and the kitchen’s full of suds,
He cut my baby sister’s hair, cut it right down to the nubs!
He cut my baby sister’s hair, cut it right down to the nubs!
He’s very big and hairy, and he makes a dreadful noise,
But always hides behind the drapes, or in my box of toys.
But always hides behind the drapes, or in my box of toys.
Then Mommy comes and tells me that I’d better go to sleep,
I tell her that it’s Bigfoot, but she says, “Not one more peep!”
I tell her that it’s Bigfoot, but she says, “Not one more peep!”
He put extra broccoli on my plate (even though I’d ate my share!)
And then he stole my piece of pie, it really isn’t fair!
And then he stole my piece of pie, it really isn’t fair!
There are meatballs in the toaster, and Jell-O on the wall,
He even drew a Bigfoot mural up and down the hall.
He even drew a Bigfoot mural up and down the hall.
He tracked mud on mommy’s carpet, poured milk in sister’s shoes,
and drew a beard (in purple ink!) while Daddy took a snooze.
and drew a beard (in purple ink!) while Daddy took a snooze.
He ate every cookie in the jar, and left crumbs all over the floor,
Hid a mouse in mommy’s shopping bag, and a frog in her chest-of-drawers.
Hid a mouse in mommy’s shopping bag, and a frog in her chest-of-drawers.
There’s a Bigfoot in my closet, and he’s getting worse I fear.
I wish someone’d prove that he is real, ‘cause I’m grounded for a year!
I wish someone’d prove that he is real, ‘cause I’m grounded for a year!
-Gracie’s Daddy
Hey all,
Whew, what a great day! Vic watched the tornadoes most of the morning while I fired up the Caja China and started the pork shoulders for the luau. Underestimated the time, and ended up having to pack the Caja, still loaded with burning coals, into the back of a pick up and drive across town to the party site. I’m fairly certain that there must be a law against that…
Plenty of sunshine and smiling faces at the luau. Pastor Doug had set up his pool, so the kids were having a great time. Uncle Terry baked homemade fruit pizzas for the party and the were…fully awe-some!
Menu was a potluck with luau pork, sticky rice, fresh baked Hawaiian rolls, and fruit salad. Auntie Michelle made an amazing tropical punch to wash it all down! The princess, of course, scored many beautiful presents, some new clothes, a fuzzy stuffed puppy, and her own CD Walkman (sort of) which she hasn’t put down yet!
By the end of the day, even the tornadoes were worn out and went to bed without a fuss. Still to hot for Mom and I to sleep, we stayed up and watched “The Incredible Hulk” (hopeless romantics that we are.)
A great day!
-Gracie’s Daddy
