Little boys are so damn sweet. I feel the exact same way about Cricket, but Thing 1 is so much more eloquent than I am. I miss you tons, girl. I wish we could do all our home improvement projects together.
Sigh.
As this was our first day home, we took it easy. There was much Mario Galaxy played, so the Things could get their local game level up to the Illinois game level they left behind. Priorities, you know.
Later, we took a couple of hours to wash down the Beluga. Poor thing had been sitting outside at LAX for a week while we were gone, before SysGuy got there to rescue it. It was filthy, there's a lot of plane poop at LAX. Also, bee poop, I'm guessing, from all the pollen spots. One would think that bees and giant airports don't go together, but whatever.
She's looking mighty fine now, thanks to the fabulous work put in by my crack team of detailers. They work for snacks, and are willing to wash the roof.
I love my minivan. Which is good, since I'm likely to have it for at least 10 more years. There's a lot of folks in my area who just can't deal with the hit on their perceived coolness, and go for the honking big SUV instead. To them I say: use your imagination. For all it does, my beluga should damn well have flames on it.
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The Austin Lounge Lizards always make me feel better.
Love you Cricket.
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