funny, so funny, too funny.
Seriously......
i took the kids to BABS, formally known as BUTT HILL. i was explaining to kavika why we so affectionately call her this, for the great butt work out you get when climbing her. he looked up at her and replies,"i thought it was for the big crack running down the middle." well, there you go, just how a typical male would respond. his father would be so proud.
early celebration with friends at keys on main. suggestion if you ever go, reserve a table, then you might actually sit down, unlike us who stood in the back for an hour and then left much to the relief of the the 50 people waiting outside in the cold. and, main street has a lot of bums on it, so bring your mace and your big strong man, like my sweet p, tall, muscled up, brave (hmmm?) and fearless (hmmm? again), but at least tall & muscled up. you know he can almost bench 300 pounds. it is a goal of his, because when you are working out, "you must have goals or what's the point." i have decided we are going to have a post birthday get together or maybe a pre mikki birthday party back on main and this time reserve the couches. sweet plan.
