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May 02 My Bosses, The TripsI think it's time you met the people for whom I work. They are good people as long as you do as you are told and DO NOT CROSS THEM. They are moody brood. Demanding. Loveable. Feisty.
The head of the 'da family' is 'The Dicatator'. She rules. She is the one that can walk upright. Big advantage. When this girl struts into the room, it sends the others scattering in a fury. Hide what you have. Whether it's a toy or a snack, she will want it. She will know you have it. She will pull your hair, grab your face, or bite you if necessary to get what she wants. We just don't cross 'The Dictator'.
Yeah, pretty intimidating, huh?
My sweet heart boss is the Artiste. She is a future Oscar winning actress and will be known for her Dramas. She gets picked on the most and depends on the bodyguards (Baby Sis, Aunt Annie, and myself) to keep her scar free for her future career. Who can resist this face??
Yeah, irresistable she is!
Then their is Bubba. Bubba will be master of the remote control for at least awhile. He will realize that sitting on the couch will get him nowhere, so he will become a sportscaster so he can be surrounded by Sports Center 24/7. He could be walking upright, but why walk when their is always someone to carry you?
This kid will break hearts. He is such a cuddler.
Now the Dictator's reign is probably waning as the other two are beginning to take steps. She tries to knock them down and discourage them, but one day they will succeed and the Dictator is going to be in a little hot water. It should be apparent now why Jack was with me when Jaden was in town. The poor kid. Went from ruling the roost to being nearly kicked out of the roost. It won't be long before these little people will be able to wrestle and tumble with their big brother and then all bets are off on who comes out on top! Now.. this blog was mainly to learn how to put pictures in my entry (thanks Catholic Mom, you are the best). It is obvious I still need a whole lot of work on this. Be patient with me. These little people look really big today. But, I've now done it for my first time and being the IT idiot that I am, I'm dang proud. And thank you for reading this since I was concentrating more on the pictures than the content. *sigh* April 11 CORRECTION RE: FARTING DOG BOOKI was incorrect as to the farting dog's name for those looking for the book. It is WALTER, THE FARTING DOG not Wilbur. I apologize (really). April 09 Bedtime StoryLast night as Super Dweeb and I were nodding off my mind started racing, as usual, and I began chuckling (I hate that word by the way) in spite of myself. Of course, the hubby had to know what the heck was so funny.
This week while I was helping baby sister, my nephew who is 3 years old asked me to read a book to him. Baby sister had the triplets in the other room, so it was a good time for a couple of minutes with just my nephew. He had the book already open and ready to go. He grabbed my leg and yanked me onto the couch, as only kids do to make sure you really will do what they ask and not run away. I prepare to read the book with excitement and expression for him.. I turn the page.....
Mommy took Betty and Billy to the pound to pick out a dog to bring home. (or something along those lines) Billy and Betty name him Wilbur. He smells really bad so they give him a bath. (My first thought is 'hmm.. book on responsiblity, cool) The illustrations show Wilbur in the bathtub with the two kids scrubbing him and mom is standing at a bit of distance with a spray can directed toward the dog, Wilbur, and covering her nose. The can says 'fart buster'. I look at the dog again and sure enough the illustration has what looks like a poof of air (or fart) coming from his butt.
What the .... ?
I'm starting to like this book! I read on. It has several pages of Wilbur's 'farting' problems. He farts in bed, he farts when he plays, he farts ALL THE TIME! When their elderly uncle comes over Wilbur gets blamed for his farts. They try low-fart dog foot, no-fart dog food, vegetarian diet, everything! But Wilbur keeps farting. In every illustration of Wilbur (and there are many), there is obvious gas being expelled from his behind. I'm laughing so hard I can hardly read this book, which of course makes my nephew laugh (boys!). The Dad decides if Wilbur can't stop farting and smelling up the house all the time, he will have to go back to the pound. Wilbur is paniced and decides to hold in all his farts. You know what happens when you hold in your farts! You get a huge gas bubble. The illustrations show Wilbur's mid section growing larger.
The story takes a serious turn here. Me, the aunt, has to get a serious face now. Burglars break into the house and are trying steal all the family's valuables. OH NO! Wilbur is just sitting there. The burglars tie his snout so he won't bark. Wilbur is beside himself. He can't let that happen! So before the burglars leave with all the 'stuff', he can't hold in all those saved farts anymore. He let 'er rip. The burglars were so overwhelmed with the smell and gas they dropped the booty they were going to steal. They run outside into the street gasping and coughing right into .... you guessed it... a police car that HAPPENED to be coming down the street!
Wilbur saved the day and was able to live with the family, farts and all.
By the time I got done re- telling this story to hubby, we were both laughing so hard in bed we were choking and hubby nearly fell out. I was waiting for another laryngeal spasm to attack him. I don't remember books like this when we were kids! This book beat out "PJ Funnybunny" by a mile!
I thought I had figured out who gave my nephew this book, but boy was I wrong. I just interrogated a sister and found out it was our MOTHER!! Insane Nani gave her grandson a book about a farting dog. The other sisters better inspect all packages before delivering from now on! |
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