Yay for
Wendell and her Utes
(said in my best Joe Pesce accent). Condolences to
Allie and Bama.
Did that sound convincing? Cuz I have no idea what transpired, but I thought I should say sumpn.
Twink, my sleepover story is not a good one, I'm afraid. What was supposed to be a sleepover for both Boris and Natasha last night (my 2 nephews for Boris, and the BFF for Natasha) was recombobulated. Nephews, newly diagnosed with strep, weren't on antibiotics for 24 hours yet, so we postponed until tonight. 'Cept my
darling baby brother decided to come to drop them off this morning at 11am, and then brother, nephew #3, brother's GF and her DD stayed until suppertime. Oy.
Plus, yesterday when Natasha's BFF got dropped off, her mom said she'd mentioned that her belly felt a little weird. The mom chalked it up to nerves, since this was the first-ever sleepover for her. Things went fine...the girls exchanged their Christmas gifts, we did a craft, had supper, they played, they danced, they got pajama'd and settled down in their sleeping bags in the playroom. And then at 12:30 this morning, BFF got up, walked about 3 steps away from her sleeping bag, and beurked all over the floor (missing 2 wool area rugs by mere inches, thankyouLord!). So I had to call her parents to come get her. Natasha slept through the whole incident, but was tremendously disappointed when she awoke to find her friend gone.
It's been quite a day, I tell you what.
That's all I have, I think.