|Older pic, but this is the lake|
So my sister Bridgette is rinsing and drying, and my dad even agreed to pick up a towel after I asked him to pitch in (yes, believe it or not, Santa Butch was doing dishes!!), and we get to the point where we're almost done...
The screen door on the porch facing the lake slams, we hear the thump of little footsteps through the living room, and my son slides to a stop in the kitchen. Did he ask us adults if he could help?
Ha Ha Ha! Of course not. He's only nine after all.
Instead he asks...
Get ready for it...
"Is dessert open?"
Is dessert open?
Yes, that is exactly what he said. *grin* After we were done laughing, we finished the dishes and opened dessert!
We enjoyed apple pie and ice cream, and Double Chocolate Mocha Trifle while watching clips of the Ellen show on a laptop at the table. Yeah, we really go all out on desserts in our family. Why just have one when you can have two? (sorry, no pictures) Ellen was the proverbial icing on the cake.
The single rule was you could only throw one at a time, but even then, those little suckers sting. Especially if you were bent over to reload your ammo. Big butts make prime targets! (mine included LOL) Um...might have something to do with our double desserts, but I ain't admitting nuthin!
Hope you had a great weekend and found some time for some fun of your own.
Stacey Joy Netzel
Oh...and if you're wondering about Santa Butch, go meet the fiction behind reality. Check out Mistletoe Mischief at Amazon, BN, Apple