Emmie's 12th

The twins and Legge's stopped by to say HB!

Emmie choose to play Mafia via Zoom to celebrate her birthday. The kids were quick to figure out they could use the same link to sign on again when the initial 45 minutes expired.

Banana Split + Presents + Presence (of G&G)

From Birdie:

Ollie's 12th

Diehl & Doyle Boating

Amber told her boss that they were headed to boat on the reservoir for the afternoon. He asked what kind of boat it was. Amber, having ZERO knowledge of boats, showed her boss a picture.

Boss: Oh, that's a nice boat!

Amber: I know, that's how we roll.

Blokus Battle

 

Dog Days & Nights

Pretty sure this is the picture that would accompany the phrase CRICK IN MY NECK.

And to all a GOOD NIGHT!

Once in a blue moon, Emmie will crawl into bed with us if she can't sleep which makes for a party of 5!

Intent on Sleeping In

 

Emmieism's

ERIC PICKING ON EMMIE (in her language):

"You need to flippin' watch your language you freakin' fool.

EMMIE PICKING ON ERIC:

Emmie:  Mom!?

Eric:  She is on a dog walk.  What can I help you with?

Emmie:  Nevermind.

Eric:  So, I'm useless?

Emmie:  At least I didn't have to say it.

After reading one of Constance's rhyming rude poems in Mysterious Benedict Society:

"I once knew a guy named Eric.  He was rather barbaric."

The day after Mom and Emmie slept in a tent on the deck:

Emmie:  Can we sleep in the tent again tonight?

Mom:  Sure.  Eric was maybe going to sleep in it if we didn't.

Emmie:  Wait, if he sleeps in the tent, can I sleep in his spot in the bed with you?

Mom:  Sure, that works too.

Emmie:  Wait, can I sleep on your side of the bed and you in his spot?

Mom:  Sure.  

Emmie (laughing):  Eric, you're sleeping in the tent tonight.  Consider yourself kicked out of the house.

Mom:  I'm not sure he minds being relegated to the tent.

EMMIE PICKING ON MOM:

Eric:  We have a package.

Emmie:  What is it?  Shoes, books or Ironman clothes?  

Mom (slightly amused):  

Emmie:  What?  Am I right, or am I right?

For the (her) record, she was right.

Emmie:  Do you know the song (breaks into verse) "Beautiful, Crazy"?

Mom:  Yeah

Emmie (motions to herself):  Beautiful

Emmie (motions to Mom):  Crazy

IN OTHER NEWS.....

While painting with acrylics, Emmie handed a tube to Mom to open:

Mom:  Look, turn the cap over and use that to break the seal.

Emmie:  Low key, that is genius.

Talking to G&G:

Mom:  Is Don fully retired, as in done done?

Emmie:  Do you mean Don Don?

I had put the dog bed on top of Emmie's bed such that Furby could run:

Emmie (explaining to situation in meme):  When you tell your dog to go to bed and they outsmart you by putting their bed on top of your bed.

Emmie:  Whose plain gray shoes are these?

Mom:  Mine.  They're my tennis court shoes.  Molly and I played tennis in the street.  You never see them because they're usually at the Racquet Center.

Emmie:  That's why I was confused.  Eric's shoes are enormous hiking shoes and yours all have a crazy unfashionable design.  These are so simple.

While watching a documentary that addressed the Fault Line.....

Emmie:  Why don't they just fix it?

Mom:  It's too deep....as in to the core of Earth.

Emmie:  Me, with my hot glue gun (mimics holding a hot glue gun)....to the rescue!

Emmie learned about employer/employee relations.  She paid Kallie $2,000 game dollars to build her a garden.  Kallie's work and work ethic was less than stellar.  

Emmie:  It was so sloppy.  Mason agreed with me.  He couldn't even tell what it was supposed to be.  I spent over an hour fixing it.  And can I say something without getting in trouble?

Mom:  Sure

Emmie:  I couldn't help myself from thinking, this is bullshit.