Weekend

I spent my weekend doing alot of this.

And I also had to wash this

because I found it when I cleaned out The MacDaddy's truck and it was STICKY. 

yuck.

Then I watched my boy, up on his new stool, at the sink, for what seemed like hours.

That boy is fascinated by the faucet.

Or maybe he was fascinated by the mess he was making.

Then he told me some stories about fighting men and dragons and guns and monsters and stuff.

Little boy stuff.

Stuff about loud noises and smoke and dirt.

I loved it.

The next story was about how after college he is going to come home and marry his friend Lauren.

He is going to leave my house and he and Lauren and are going to live 

"alone but together"

and he is going to take his bunkbed and he will let her pick if she wants to sleep on the top or the bottom.

What a gentleman.

I am definitely going to remind him of this later.

And they will have a pet pig

and a really big huge dog!

And when they have a baby, he told me....they are going to "drop that baby off with you mom!"

Great.

                                                                After that,

 I strung some of these onto some stretchy string stuff

until my eyeballs started to bleed from my straining to see those

little tiny freakin holes!

Not really.

They didn't really bleed.

They just felt like they were going to.

That was my weekend.

Oh, except I forgot to mention the 6 

11 year old girls 

who spent the night here on Saturday night.

And stayed up until 4:10 am.

Ah, youth.

How was your weekend?