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10 December 2007 @ 09:37 pm
Weekend tales  
Saturday was kidlet's big birthday bash. It was a grand success -- twenty four-year-olds running around in an indoor playground like complete hooligans.

The best story is this one:

My son and three of his buddies (all boys, though that probably goes without saying, because even four year old girls are smart enough to realize all the ways this can go horribly wrong) decided to take one of these little plastic ride-around motorcycles to the top of the 8-foot slide AND RIDE IT DOWN. They managed to drag it all the way to the top, but then, luckily it fell. The crash alerted all of us who ran over to see what had happened.

And they all melted away as though none of them had anything to do with it. As my dad said later - if they'd gone back to that place the next day, you just know they would've tried it again.

They're only FOUR! I shudder to think what trouble they'll be able to get into in years to come. *shudder*

But they're just street gangs in miniature. I know of what I speak, and my Rugrat is the Enforcer of his group. Really. It's a bit scary -- in that it's perfectly natural...

yesterday and today we got the tree and decorations out and put most of them up. It looks lovely - I always forget how much homier it makes the house look, especially this year when we still don't have anything on the walls.

I finally got an album binder for all my con photos and autographs - for all the money I spent getting them, I should probably keep them better than in a pile on the table, dontcha think? Yeah, me too. Man, I'd forgotten how awesome my photo with JR was from last year. I've got to get him to sign it someday.


Back to yuletide fic. 2000 words in, at least three times that to go. They're not even married yet, woe. But no chickening out like I did last year, because I have NO other story idea (and certainly not one shorter than this one).
Telstelscha on December 11th, 2007 12:42 pm (UTC)
Wait til he learns stair surfing! Then anything goes and usually does.
lizardbethlizardbeth_j on December 12th, 2007 04:29 am (UTC)
ha! luckily we have no stairs, so that won't be a problem. Skateboarding off the edge of the deck is only a matter of time, though... ack!
entertaining in a disturbing waylyssie on December 11th, 2007 01:20 pm (UTC)
Small children do, indeed, frighten me. I seem to recall that my brother used to climb the drapes.
mamaboolj on December 11th, 2007 01:40 pm (UTC)
How do I know that NW would have been right up there with them, laughing his ass off when the motorcycle fell.

*shudders with you*

Glad the party went well - and I shudder again at the thought of hosting a party for 24 four-year-olds...although I'm afraid it will happen soon.
lizardbeth: Rugratlizardbeth_j on December 12th, 2007 04:30 am (UTC)
yep, they are BOYS aren't they? :)
mrsdrjackson: Lorne Santa Babymrsdrjackson on December 11th, 2007 09:18 pm (UTC)

I was LOL big time at that story and then had to tell Chad about it. He said he did something similar in his youth...o_0 How do they survive until adulthood???
lizardbethlizardbeth_j on December 12th, 2007 04:36 am (UTC)
how did any of us? man, I've been back to the monkey bars at my elementary and remembering all the stuff I used to do, I was amazed I didn't break something!
mrsdrjackson: Lorne Santa Babymrsdrjackson on December 12th, 2007 11:41 am (UTC)
Really it is amazing that the species continues to survive as well as it is.

My youngest brother broke his arm due to a "glove malfunction" when he was 9. To this day I will not go near monkey bars-I was always a little afraid that would happen to one of us and then it did, which only helped to poke along my paranoia. I was an odd child...