Saturday, March 21, 2009

"The Dork Olympics"

[this is Jeff by the way]

you know how sometimes you wake up when you are in a dead sleep to something horrible like an earthquake or a fire or something like this? How about your 9 year old son opening a perfectly good pen over a white beadspread on the executive level of the crown plaza and deciding to see what happens if he bends the open pen in half.



I am not sure if it is the ink blobs on the floor, the full black handprint on the bedspread or the black ink covering his hand. No... that doesn't do it for me. Its the fact that he is going to walk around today with an ink goatie on his face.







I don't have anything else to say about this other than I feel like the employees at the Crown were holding the "Dork Olympics" in my room this morning and my son just brought home gold! Seriously, wake me up for something good, but don't send me into a sleep deprived convulsion for something like this. I seriously want to give him a wedgie.

-Jeff

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Let's see....what might Jeff have been doing at the age of 9 /1/2 years? Hummm.......

Christine said...

Oh no! For real a giant black handprint on the bed? I love the goatie! Sounds like you had a crazy week from talking to you and now this post. LOL SOrry,