There has been Guitar Hero, and fuzzy animal affection, and a race around the pond (dude, I was still gasping for breath five minutes later, and the child was completely unaffected by the run around the pond), and then, several hours of karaoke. Oh yes. Karaoke. RTY was disinclined, but I overruled, and The Friend was totally into the karaoke, which meant RTY was no longer disinclined. I let them dominate, and I only did two songs. They were thrilled with the Hannah Montana and Lizzy McGuire discs. And did a bunch of other fun stuff. Karaoke is da bomb!

They’re cuddled up on the comfy chair watching a DVD right now. And… I managed to talk to The Friend’s Mother on the phone. But that’s fodder for a completely different blog.

Pictures maybe this weekend, as you know I’ve had my camera attached to my eye.

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