a poo-TELL

We went to the lake this weekend and took two cars.   This meant some kids and Sam went with Little Jay and some went with US.

We got Maria and Sidney who are very calm. And we got these two, who are not.  On the ride, in his boredom, Tim drew himself a tiny little Simon Legree mustache with a ball point pen.

 He followed that with an additional question mark beard.

Maria complained that he's weird. WEIRD!  I said nobody was ever weirder than you, Maria, back in the day.

 Tim must have thought I meant today because he scoffed at her, "Yeah. At least I don't go around carrying a poo-TELL!"  This was a reference to The Sidney, perched on Maria's lap.

Maria howled, "Oh don't give me that crap!"  (Plus Sidney identifies as Lhasa, not poodle, so there.)

Yeah, it was a weird beginning to a very beautiful weekend. That's Grandpa and My Sweetie, and Heidi and Maria paddling Miss p.j. around, and so July ends on the finest of notes.

love, Val