06.05.08 She Can’t Marry Me But The Kids Like Her
Redneck Neighbor is loaning us his very mature, responsible, and fun eleven year-old today. She’s coming over to play with our kids while Becky and I grab some lunch and run an errand or two (and possibly make-out).
Problem solved.
I still remember my favorite baby sitter. Liz was a twirler. She lit stuff on fire and spun it around in the backyard while Joan Jett howled from a radio on an orange extension cord. Also, she played Hi-Ho Cherrio with me. And she was miniature, or I was ginormous; she was almost eye to eye with me when I was five. For all this, I loved Liz. Like my kids love Redneck Neighbor’s daughter.
Which reminds me, I forgot “No lighting stuff on fire” on that list of rules we wrote out for her.
Afterwhile, y’all.
Kenyon said:
And probably a lot cheaper than the alternatives you mentioned yesterday!
Bush said:
hahaha....i had some cool baby sitters.
Redneck Neighbor said:
First my daughter...next it’ll be my wife.
Will you at least send my daughter back...you can keep the wife. I heard she’s good at cooking for neighbors anyway.
ps...I love you honey!!!
Linda Sue said:
Redneck Neighbor - are y’all familiar with the saying “too late”? Somehow the discussions of polygamy and giving away kids is getting a tad strange - but being a tad strange isn’t always a bad thing. You guys are making me laugh this week - shake my head a bit but laughing while I’m doing it. Hey on a totally irrelevant note (my favorite notes) we are getting to meet with some international pastors tonight and are taking along the pictures and info about our two Compassion boys in case the pastor from their country might just know one of them - you never know what connections the Lord makes. Oh Shaun - on the list about what not to do - you need to add to the fire one “No lighting stuff on fire and no flushing said burning articles down the toilet” (we manage rental properties - been there seen it and still can’t believe it!)