The picture that goes with this latest effort can be found here. If you're not tired or proud, or if you're tired and not proud, or if you're just plain bored, feel free to add to it.
Kimi desperately wished that her sister Nita would tell her wretched little goblin of a son to get his ill-behaved butt off the table before Aunt Kimi went Samurai on his ass. At the same time, Nita was thinking what dreadfully stuffy little prigs Kimi's children were and it was all she could do to keep from smacking them upside the heads with a bo-stick to get some sort of a reaction out of them.
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She had always been taught that kids should be seen and not heard but somehow this concept had escaped the lives of these wiley youngsters. The noise level vaulted her already throbbing head into that place where none of us want to go....
Just then, goblin boy (Jason) slipped, knocked not only the pitcher but both glasses of grape juice off the table, where the contents splashed over the heads of the twins ( Harry and Carry) and the white persian cat that had been sitting between them. The now purple splotched cat yowled and shot into the air, bouncing off Nita's head and dripping purple grape juice into hair, then richocheting across the room and disappearing under a bookcase.
I would never guess that either of you had children! ;-)
My younger brother (now 38 years old) actually inspires thoughts of scenarios like this more so than my son. He was a holy terror as a young child--I never thought I'd survive his toddler years! He hit me on the head with a hammer and took a flying leap off the back of the couch, biting me on the shoulder. I sometimes wonder if my mother was involved in one of those Rosemary's Baby scenarios when she got pregnant with him! ;-p
hmmmm didnt look at the picture- should have:P
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