Thanksgiving Pie

So the new neighbors brought over an apple pie the night before Thanksgiving as a kind gesture for the holidays. Since my grandfather is diabetic and will raid the fridge for sweets any chance he can get, the pie went upstairs. I should have just stuck it to my ass to save me the trouble because that's where it's going to end up in the long run.

Anyway, keeping the pie away from Poppy was our main concern, not thinking that there would be a threat coming from the Mini-Human department.

I was using the potty Thanksgiving morning and heard a slight rustle of tin foil from the kitchen. I knew exactly what this was because I had moved the pie from Jed's reach when he tried to pull it off the table, or so I thought.

The dynamic duo was at it again. Jed and Lily, Project: Apple Pie.

Now, the whole point was to upload a video of me catching them in the act, but that wouldn't work. So here is is on FB:

A Poem

There was a little boy
who lived in a house,
when he was first born
he was as quiet as a mouse.

Now he has grown
to a fine young man,
he screams very loud;
as loud as he can!

We still love him dearly
with all of our might,
but Jed please do your Ma a favor,
and don't scream in the night!

We know this is rare
and you barely ever do,
but more than once is enough
what I am saying is true!

So take your Blue Guy
and keep him on your head,
plug that hole with your Nuk
and SLEEP in your bed!

String Cheese

You cannot live off of string cheese!



Please eat an apple or something...