Party like a 3yo.
Partying like a rock star has NOTHING on a 3yo. This was a party like no other – and it was hard to keep your shirt on.
And maybe also your pants.
He was like the Master of Ceremonies, that little guy. And his sister? Fahgidaboudid. Those long grasshopper legs were the fastest on the weirdest kickball court I’ve ever seen. First base was three inches away from home plate, second was about 15 feet from there, I don’t even know where third was, and home? It was just as close to the curb as you could get before getting nailed by the ball or run over by another 3yo in an Ironman costume riding a balance bike.
Like the wind, baby.
See? No shirt, no pants, no problem. It’s like Florida at a retirement village (complete with diapers. Ha.).
Oh this doesn’t look good.
And this is how you back a brutha up.
I really don’t know what this is “all about,” but his mom says his dad does this around the house. But she told me that in secret and boy is her secret safe with me.
He looks like a bathing beauty. Hmmm. Wonder how his synchronized swimming moves are…
We had one try to escape.
No…no we didn’t. It was just a fancy hook-around move.
Look at those boys. So in synch that their legs do the same thing, but they should really work on the arms thing. And that dad there should probably not stand so close to the flying feet. Just sayin’.
It was a yard sale. An out plus a flying shoe distraction.
And then an awesome dad yelling something like, “You got OWNED!!” or something, I’m quite sure of it.
Oooh yes. The momma had to show those big boys how to git’r’done.
How do you spell that: git ‘er done? Dun? Who speaks Cable Guy around here?! Jeez I need a proofreader. However you spell it, I think she has a magic crazy toe on that right foot that put a special spin on that ball.
Those small fries have no mercy, I tell ya.
The refs called it safe.
Surely this should have been a foul ball, but have you ever played with 3-9 year olds? Those punks make up their own rules and change them throughout the game.
And then it just all goes to pot.
Big boys? You got OWNED. Feel it. Savor it. Suck it.
I can’t believe that just came out.
Whatevs. The little ones can’t read this anyway.
Happy Birthday Si-bug. I’ll party with you any day.
But I think that the rest of us will just go ahead and keep all our stuff on. Ok? 10-4.
i thought everyone we knew/know speaks cable guy…