STUPID, STUPID, STUPID

What a wonderful Labor Day picnic at the Aunt Jeanne & Uncle Jim estate, as we celebrated the 16th birthday of the triplets. (The title of this blog does not refer to them.)

Special props and thumbs up to C.J., Chelsea, Julianne, Matt, Tanner, Chad, and Ryan for entertaining Miles and Landon all day.

Thumbs down to Pop for refusing to race with Miles even when he practically begged me to. Too tired, sore knees, no sneakers? Silly excuses. Too embarassed? Shouldn't be; I've embarassed myself in front of this crowd numerous times,most recently on this very blog, most often on the dance floor. I've also previously embarassed myself at family picnics. (Did I really once argue religion with a priest?)


Stupid, stupid, stupid Pop. Next time Miles or Landon want to run, Pop runs. (But not for political office.)





Special props also to Uncle Bill for his entertaining (but lame) attempts at head stands.
And to Aunt Sara for making sure our social consciences were exercised. (Obama for yo Mama?)



Thanks Aunt Jeanne & Uncle Jim; good times!