(I speak of our fashion-challenged aspiring princess, of course.)
A chip off the ol’ block
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Here’s the car…how about an errand boy to go with it?
Just when I thought I’d never have a new set of wheels again, meet this week’s 2011 Chevy Malibu, courtesy of a pesky Stop & Shop pole that jumped in Doug’s path as he was maneuvering his way through the parking lot. (Yes, he’s fine. The only thing he hurt was his pride.)
I think of all the cumulative donuts he must have performed in the THS parking lot with beer in the trunk from 1988-91 without so much as a scratch, and now, while driving five miles per hour with nothing but a bag of whole milk, Juicy Juice and Cheerios in the backseat, his car ends up an accordion.
I’m pretty sure that was the last errand he’ll run for me in a very long time.
Nailed it (almost)
Every Mother’s Day, the kids make me a card with a picture of me on it. And every year, they get the resemblance down a little bit closer. I think this year’s portrait in Tyler’s card is spot-on. Except for the part about my being a big-headed spider. Other than that, it’s like looking in a mirror.
They just need a little work on their technique.
