Bonding

EFY was freakin' amazing. 'Nuff said.

Since then, I've been bonding with the fam. Not many people can say that their bonding time with their dad consists of rocking out to Green Day, Simple Plan, and Good Charlotte, especially when he knows the words better than you, but I can. When we went boating on Saturday, Little Bro #1 did disco moves/beauty queen wave/picked his nose/other assorted goofing off-ness while wakeboarding, and Little Bro #2 was schooled in the art of taunting Padre. We also constructed an interpretive dance to the song "Toy Soldiers" that we perform on an hourly basis now. Today, bonding consisted of taking a noodle lightsaber and bashing Sir Droolio (Little Bro #4) in the face with it, all the while discussing Seasame Street. Currently, I am disguised as a Valkyrie, with uneven braids and a Viking helm to prove it. I've decided to stay this way from dinner to bed time. Now all I need is a Goblin King. *begins singing his theme song* Hmmm, definintely a day worth remembering. I told Sir Droolio to start a journal with it. "Today, July 10th, I bonded with my sister. She whacked me in the head with a noodle stick while telling me how awesome Oscar the Grouch, Cookie Monster, and Grover are. I tried to steal her Oscar slippers, but that resulted in being whacked with those instead of the noodle. In the future, should I wonder what is wrong with me and why, I will remember this day."