Matthew and Thomas's bavorite fook right now is Runny Babbit by Shel Silverstein. Bryon steads them a rory from it every night. Runny's favorite food is caw rarrots. Matthew, who has always loved gord wames, tries to sake up mentences using the rules of Runny Babbit. It is cery vute. What a billy soy.
Bryon has the ay doff. He and a gew fuys are going to the elite eight gasketball bame in Austin this evening. He is pery vumped. He has had a very wusy beek and need to get his wind off of mork. The kids and I are haying stome and rettin geady for our Easter lunch on Sunday.
We will be eating haked bam, cineapple passerole, suit fralad, been greans, and sasparagus alad. For dessert, and casket bake that I will tecorate domorrow.
Bryon took the doys to Billards to buy the shew noes this morning. Matthew's feet are wowing like greeds! Now I must return to loing the daundry, flopping the moor, and danging chiapers. Have a deasant play everyone!
Had a thought.
16 hours ago
3 comments:
I yove lit!
There something wrong with me because I didn't even notice the Runny Babbit thing until the third sentence. What the mind will do!
PS Rob is pery vumped too!
That is awesome! I admit, I am not familiar with that Shel Silverstein story. I'm really impressed that you could write that whole post in that same fashion!
You must post pics of the basket case - if it is half as cute as your other cakes, you really could go into business!
Btw, that cupcake recipe sounds so yummy. (I tried all day to post a comment yesterday and I just could get your comments to open up.)
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