Assembling the marshmallow guns 

Toilet paper fashion show 

Three hours into the party and we’ve eaten 3 pizzas, exchanged gifts, made marshmallow guns and had one crying episode. Time for a marshmallow war.

Happy Birthday Matt!

“Walk this way.”
Q - Why are you doing an imitation of Marty Feldman in Young Frankenstein?
A - Because I need to go to the bathroom and my leg is asleep.

The infamous okra pod. There used to be several but this is the one that has survived the longest. 

Molly just wanted to sit on the couch and chew up her new toy. 

Three children opened their stockings while one child played in her new kitchen. 

“But Mom, I’m starving.”
Why must my children eat every 2 hours on school holidays?

Doug is finished working on my computer. I know he wants me to stop using IE but I have to adapt to a few of the other changes first. The software for my camera is not as easy as ACDSee and the new version of Outlook is cluttered with buttons that seem redundant, making the actual mail image tiny. On the bright side, he also got Tommy’s MP3 player working. Today is going to be spent getting ready for the big sleepover party tomorrow night. While you are all nibbling yummy horsdeouvres, I’ll be eating doritos and popcorn. While you are having witty conversations I’ll be listening to debates about SpongeBob. While you are wearing the perfect black outfit, I’ll be in my jammies getting wrapped like a mummy with toilet paper. Well, you get the idea. Now I’m off to Sam’s to buy junk food.