Thursday, June 28, 2012

The Hostess With the Mostess. Or, Not.

My parents are in town for a few days and I am enjoying their company. Last night, we went to the Man-Cub's baseball game. Today, they are planning to drive to Neighboring City to see my nephew, The Rebel Without a Pause, in his new home. Later this evening, we are having a BBQ/Porch Night here, and, tomorrow, we will sit through yet another baseball game.

Do we know how to show our company a good time or what?

In addition to the stellar line-up of fun activities, we made sure to welcome my parents into our home by having Finnigan engage in a hissing fit at the very sight of my father. That wasn't embarrassing at all.

Thank goodness they are family and are therefor required to love us by default. I mean, really.

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