And It Was Good!

Since the hubby had to work all weekend, I figured I would take the kids down to my folk's lake house and let them play and swim. It's amazing what a great baby-sitter water is! The day started out beautifully and Iraq much enjoyed the flying holy noodles of Antioch!

Hover noodle... hovering!

Flower fly-by!

And the spirits that dwell within the forbidden game system clenched the unfortunate teen creature within their steely grasp. The teen struggled against their great power, but they had him fully suspended, like a boat on a lift. The poor boat can see the water... can almost taste it. The water just below its belly teases it, begging it to come play... but it is a slave to its captor... much like a teen with a video game...

And suddenly, as if jealous of the struggles and merriment just out of its reach, the house spirits spewed forth their anger at our insolence...

And sent us scurrying back into the safety within it's walls...

Where books were waiting...

And Sponge Bob and Pop...

And the teen creature came in to rest upon the Chair of Power.

And The Skink proclaimed that it was time for her to bring forth Pancakes from the magic dust...

And so, she waved the sacred spoon...

And spoke the magic words...

And she studied her creation and saw that it was good!

And she said, "Eat this. This is a PANCAKE!"
And after her creation had been admired (and consumed) by all, she caused her clothes to disappear and a cacophony of joy emanated forth from her...

And emanated...    and emanated...                and emanated...                                           and emanated...

and emanated...
Much to the joy of her loyal subjects...

who eventually wandered off to play Old Maid,

and watch Sponge Bob,

and work on a 53 billion piece puzzle.

And it was good...

Until we had to drive an hour back to our own dwelling, across a mountain pass and through a torrential rain storm... behind a moron...

And when I got everyone in the house and the little ones were finally snug in their beds, my dear husband asked me how our day was, and I spoke the truth when I said...

"It was good!"

And it was!
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