This morning as was listening to my kids tell each other knock-knock jokes that don't make sense, I remembered a family reunion that I went to as a child a long time ago. It was held at Gran's home (A-frame house, I think) and one of the adults told all the kids that we would be able to share a joke at the family gathering that afternoon. I didn't know any jokes, but fortunately I passed by a room where Candice was telling some other cousins a joke she was planning on doing. I still remember it. It went like this:
Knock knock
Who's there?
Banana.
Knock knock
Who's there?
Banana.
Knock knock
Who's there?
Orange.
Orange who?
Orange you glad I stopped saying banana?
I thought the joke was the most hilarious thing I'd ever heard. So when it was my turn to tell a joke at the reunion, that is the one I told. They must have started youngest to oldest or something, because I got to go before Candice and I totally got the scoop on her.
I just wanted to tell you, Candice that I am sorry, and I hope you forgive me. I will never copy one of your knock knock jokes again.
Tuesday, August 18, 2009
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Mission Accomplished!
All summer long the girls and I have been preparing for their August birthday party. (See preparations here.) The day finally came, and as you can tell by how late my post is, it has taken me a week to recover.



Pinata frenzi!
But I believe it was a success. No one cried or threw up, no one fell out of the treehouse, no one was hit with the pinata bat, my girls remained polite, and with a few promptings remembered to say "thank you."
Really the worst thing that happened was Naomi smashing cake into the neighbor boy's hair.
She must like him.
Here are the highlights:
Spell the word "birthday" with playdough.
The "Redneck Ice Cream Sandwich Torte" cakes, thank you Metta.
Syrena wishing for world peace.
Sophie wishing for "every toy ever made."
The girls had everyone say a password before they could go up into the tree house.
Here are all the birthday go-ers leaning precariously on the railing of the treehouse.
So all's well that ends well. Thank you to all the great kids who came to our party. We love you so much and we are so glad you could celebrate with us!
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