I guess it's a boy:
So I thought perhaps the funniest automotive-related thing I would ever see was that Jaguar (that's Jahg -U- are). Up on blocks.
Not so. A couple of weeks ago I spotted something so odd that I had to start tailgating the van in front of me to be sure of what I was seeing. Sure enough, hanging from beneath the rear bumper was a set of chrome-plated cojones. Part of its, er, towing package.
Pour Some Sugar on Me
I think one of the boys has been eating plain old sugar. I buy the REALLY BIG SUGAR POUCH from BJ's Wholesale Club when I go, and this morning I went to grab it from the pantry shelf to refill the regular sugar bowl. It has one those zipper closures that turned out to be wide open. And the whole bag spilled right on my head. It's like having sand in your hair. Bleah.
I WANT MY TWO DOLLARS!
We never had the full debate about allowance vs. giving kids money for doing chores. I think Piper made the decision for us. He offered Tigger $1 to straighten out the mudroom. He did it, and I wound up giving him another dollar for all the work he did last weekend while we were preparing for the arrival of his grandparents. Tigger was thrilled. He spent the rest of the night murmuring "I love my two dollars, I love my two dollars." After he went to bed, I spent a half an hour watching Better Off Dead clips on You Tube. That Japanese Howard Cosell guy...Bwahahaha. I'd forgotten about that. It's so hard to believe that John Cusack is a grown-up now. Wait, he's my age.