Saturday. Casey and Mackenzie's Nap Time. Let's Do This Shit.
Colton focused as I've never seen him focus to complete this project. I only wish homework was that easy for him.
Admiring the finished product. But.... but wait....
Behold! On the horizon, a new enemy lurks!
The eager eyes, the wanton curiousity!
HE CAME TO DESTROY.
"Halt! Who goes there? Friend or foe??" (Seriously, Colton actually said that exact line. Mackenzie's $1.29 Goodwill Royal Carriage is always spewing nonsense like that.)
"Push all you want, peasant! I will casually continue to enjoy this feast of grilled cheese while I fight you off with my one apathetic arm."
Aaah, the temporary (and, dare I say, smug?) satisfaction of being bigger and stronger, and yet having no clue what awaits him when that gap narrows in a few years...
But for now... the Kingdom is saved! Victory!
And yes, more grilled cheese.
I mean, it kinda serves Casey right. Yesterday, I was getting after him for throwing a fit about one thing or another, and he said, "Oh! I'm sorry, Mama. But that's a beautiful necklace you're wearing." Whaaa?... Eh. Mmmph. *throwing hands in the air, eyes rolling, giving up, going to sleep*
Meanwhile, back at Ye Olde Genetic Modification Plant.......
P.S. Saturday night dinner sans Shawn: Grilled cheese on the couch, Spiderman in the DVD player:
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