My nephew was in town recently; so we stole him away for a night of mayhem, violent video games, chalupas and sugar. We learned two things about our favorite 12-year-old. First of all, he's a very, very good shot, which makes us very, very afraid and secondly, his sense of humor is sharper than his aim.
(We chose games the same way we do our music: by whether or not it had a parental advisory on it.)
Thursday, June 28, 2007
I am certain we will pay for this. . .
So sayeth Ragged Around the Edges at Thursday, June 28, 2007
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This sounds like so much fun...for you two and for him. I love kids with wicked senses of humor.
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