twist and shout

rosie and fletcher are my neighbors and in 27 days fletch will be 6 and rosie will be 3. they were born on the same date, 3 years apart. in spring and summer i see them most every day, in the fall just occasionally, but in the winter not much at all. we share a driveway, those dudes and me, but even so when the cold weather comes they disappear to play inside and eat noodles inside and do most everything inside.

i have been missing my buds, so when scott sent a note asking if i was busy tuesday night, i said no and agreed right away to "sit". sara was teaching, and scott had scored a night out with fleetwood mack, so at 6:00 tonight i trudged across the driveway, took off my jacket, flopped between two cute blonds on the couch and had my first lesson about doodlebops.

i learned lots of things tonight, some things i already knew but good reminders none-the-less. for instance

• nazis are bad and if you see one you should kick his butt - HARD (thank you sound of music)
• it is only ok to say bad words if you are in a private room
• don't show your privates to just anyone - and if you think you want to, you should ask them first if they would like to see them. unless the person is bad, then you should never ask and instead yell very loud and kick their butts.
• the cartoon channel is on 42

with fletcher poking at pokemon on the couch, rosie and i went upstairs to see their room. i asked rosie which bed was hers -- the bunk on top or the nest underneath? she pointed to the nest and said "that's where i sleep" then pointed to the upper bunk and said "but that's where i pee."

we three watched some videos and ate cheetos and drank cold milk and played a game that involved secret doors, bouncy balls, tiny cards, and a secret treasure. rosie calls it the coffee game because the name of it is "caribou" and we played it several times. like 50. or maybe more.

when sara came home they squealed and hugged her and fletch said goodnight and rosie said "NO" when i tried to leave.

thanks for a great evening. hope your dad can fix the dvd player.

oops.

mama mia! papa pia! baby's got diareah!

later dudes.