I Saw Her Last Night

Sunday evening, we finally had the Family Dinner. It was actually nice. Only one goof up, my dad taking the bathing suit joke too far at the dinner table--but it coulda been much worse. And I got to spend time with Connor, which I don't usually get to do for stupid, mean reasons.

Isn't he cAute!!?? He let me take one nice picture of him, and then he wanted to make a silly face. Of course the nice picture came out blurry...

The blocks he's playing with belonged to his dad when he was a kid. Then they were a hand-me-down to me, and I still have them so we keep them here for Connor to play with when he comes over.

And Baby Jack with his Grandma. Notice how Connor and Jack look nothing alike even though they are brothers.
And for your viewing pleasure, with her internet debut, Gangsta MooMoo. This is the ghetto version of my very perfect dog Maggie, whom my dad calls Margaret sometimes, and I refer to her as Maggie Dog. But I call her my Moo Moo. I have no clue why. So, without further ado, the dog who loves "chanting", Gangsta MooMoo: