So I’m just going to slap some family stuff on here to play catch up, I’m way behind on kid news for the family because of that fabulous porno malware I had.
Brinn’s Miller Street Dance Recital.
Brinn started dancing last fall, and she loved it so much that every single weekday morning she’d wake up and ask, “do I have dancin’ school today?” Then, a month before the recital something happened in class and she was done. She didn’t want to go, she’d cry and get crazy on me.
Listen, little dude, I’ve already paid for that costume so you WILL be going to the recital or I will confiscate all of your piggy banks for 14 years!
That morning she slept in, took a bath, and started to get ready without much of a fuss. But I was very careful, constantly watching what I said or did so as not to rock her crazy boat.
Leaving for the recital rehearsal:
We rode with her friend Lettie, picked up breakfast from Chickfila (chicken minis are her favorite), we went into the high school to check in…and doesn’t she slip on the floor in her shoes and FACEPLANT. So of course she balled her eyes out and up on stage for the practice run she just stood there like a cow in the pasture.
Once we left the rehearsal, we zoomed over to Walmart and bought her lipgloss, sparkly junk, and a bath tub toy as bribery. And for once, it worked. She danced! I still have to get a copy of the recital, but they did a fantastic job!
We were stinking excited, so of course we celebrated with DinoSundaes at Bruesters.
CLT Speed Street
So, this year was (no offense, people) way disappointing. I don’t know why, but something seemed totally different. I don’t know if they bused extra red rednecks in this year or what, but it was kind of the pits. Or maybe we weren’t drunk enough to be numb. I think we were there for an hour and a half, we never found anything we wanted to eat except Cheezit snackbags, I ordered a beer that sounded great with 55 calories only to realize it’s water with a shot of beer, my $12 rum runner was missing the stinking rum, and without a buzz that is SO not the place to be. Here are some pictures, the girls did enjoy free chocolate milk and a few pieces of gum.
Maeve’s 5th gr Graduation!
I hae a middle schooler again. GOD HELP US.