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J Man and Sissy are at it again. They both came running into the kitchen yelling “Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy, Mommy” non-stop. Each “Mommy” getting louder and whinier because they both want to be the first one to tell on the other. Somehow I manage to convince them to get along which results in them ganging up on me.

I’m sitting at the computer trying to figure out what to write when all of a sudden there’s a Monkey Webkins on my head. Those two love nothing better than to torment me with monkeys. See, in real life I’m a monkey hater. Yup, I admit it. I hate monkeys. Anything that will fling it’s own poo at you is something to stay away from. I know, the whole blue monkey butt thing. Long story, mostly it involves Stacy and I up late laughing at dumb blog names and coming up with blue monkey butt because it made us laugh and has the added bonus of making our mother uncomfortable. Someday, someone, somewhere will ask her about us and she will say they have their own website and then she will whisper it’s called blue monkey backside. I’m so not kidding.

So, after being tormented with the stuffed monkey, they were very quiet, and were plotting more monkey torture for me. They made monkey masks and jumped out at me, then told me there was a giant monkey loose in the house. This was followed by the two of them laughing hysterically and running away to devise more heinous tricks on their poor mother. I’d send them outside but we keep hearing rumblings of thunder, which causes our dog, Shadow, to lose all control of his bowels. Now if he was a Chihuahua it might not be such a problem, but he’s not, he’s a St. Bernard mix and it isn’t a pretty sight. I love summer vacation don’t you?

Elle

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Comment by Jenni on July 28, 2008 at 3:55pm
LOL! More Webkinz capers!!!

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