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Vacation

Today I clogged Megan's Mom's toilet. Then I died of embarrassment. It's too bad I can never come here again because it's really, really nice.

Tomorrow Henry and I are getting dumped on the doorstep of dropped off at my parents' house. I waited until this evening to tell Henry we would be seeing them on this trip. He's now extra super duper incredibly excited. I think Leo's Grandpa Bill will be equally excited to see him go because this evening every three minutes Henry would drop what he was doing to go up to Grandpa Bill and say "Hey, hey! Whatcha doin' Bill? Hey! Whatcha doin'?" and he wouldn't stop until he would get an answer. I finally had to ban him from the room Bill was in but that didn't stop him from following him down the hall and into his bedroom.

I'm starting to get the distinct impression we're not fun guests to have in your house.

Also, Kraft Macaroni and Cheese crackers = Heaven in a box.

Comments

Don't listen to her. They are great house guests! And just for the record, many people have clogged my mom's toilet, which in fact make's my mom's house sound not so inviting. But don't let that fool you because this place rocks!

Not to mention the awesome TV - can't believe you watched ghostbusters on the big screen without me!

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