Sleep Over
So my son has his friend over to spend the night, and it was a lot of work to get the deal sealed.
A lot of negotiating back and forth which house they'd stay at. The friend says his mom is making him some cake and he wants to be able to eat that, so it should be his house.
My son says he wants sleep in his own bed, but his friend says he wants the cake.
My son says he can bring the cake with him, but his friend says he's afraid of the dark and can't bring the cake.
And that he never has anybody sleep at his house.
Eventually, they end up here.
It was a lot of work. Particularly after a long day of playing "Guitar Hero."
Anyway ... they're back there playing around, two elementary school kids trading football cards and generally exploring the evening, and I open the door and tell them, "There's only one rule: You can't play the Playstation."
The looks on their faces were priceless.
What a great sense of humor I have.
2 comments:
Ok, so I know A is eight now, but the whole cake reference has me singing, "My house is full of sevens" by They Might Be Giants (my latest music bender).
Now, see, you can play the joke on them about playstation, but the next joke is on your wife when you tell her you gave them some eggs, cake batter, and a blender and told them to have at it.
hee hee.
Hope they have a GREAT time!
P.S. I finally have DSL and have discovered the wonder of YouTube. As promised several years ago, here's the Jolly Boots of Doom song: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SWjlm4TeXJU&feature=related Enjoy!
Guitar Hero is always a hit with the kids...and grown ups too
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