When I say that it's hot here, what I mean is that it feels like we're in Satan's pressure cooker. As soon as we got here, Matt and I regretted ever calling anything hot. That's not hot. This is hot. You wouldn't believe what parts of me are sweating. Sweverything.
*Picture was taken by my sister, Taylor Gmaz, cause none of my pictures of the twins came out.So we dealt with it like any true Louisiana native: with copious amounts of beer, food, and swimming. Anouche and Per turned 4 and Taylor and Carlos threw them the most crunk birthday party any young child has ever had. It was like a frat party for 4 year olds. Afterwards the lawn was covered in the post-party wreckage of used water balloons and inflatable toys. Children had to be hauled away screaming. I literally saw a girl dig her claws into a bedside as her dad tried to pull her away.
Of course there were kick-ass cakes, tailored to each child's wishes. Presents were also numerous. Per got his life-long wish: a million trucks.
Some of you puppet blog super fans (read: Mary Ellen Sandbank) may have noticed that every blog title is a song lyric. I've taken the liberty of linking today's song, and I'll go back and link the others so that you can compile your very own puppet tour soundtrack. We're heading on to Arkansas now. Puppet videos to come soon!we so, we so excited.
the party looks amazing :) my dearest paige, you may be hot because in june in louisiana, we don't wear sleeves outside :) i love you guys!
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... yesterday was thursday.
ReplyDeleteAnd so it begins! Let's do this!!
ReplyDeleteFinally, another blog!!! Must stop checking for new blog every two hours. Song titles? Who knew? Most visually visual image: the little kid digging fingernails into mattress to thwart efforts to take her away! Is two hours up yet? xoxox blog super fan
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