Crusty Dippindunkin

I received this in an email from my fabulous Aunt Jan. It's complete silliness...but hey, that's what we do around here! So follow the directions and post your new name in the comments...if you dare!!
(Disclaimer*** I guess this comes from a Captain Underpants book...my sincerest apologies. I've made some edits so it's a little more "virtuous, lovely, of good-report", etc.***)

1. Use the third letter of your first name to determine your new first name:

a = snickle
b = doombah
c = goober
d = cheesey
e = crusty
f = greasy
g = dumbo
h = farcus
i = dorky
j = doofus
k = funky
l = snoobie
m = sleezy
n = sloopy
o = fluffy
p = stinky
q = slimy
r = dorfus
s = snooty
t = tootsie
u = dipsy
v = sneezy
w = liver
x = skippy
y = dinky
z = zippy

2. Use the second letter of your last name to determine the first half of your new last name:

a = dippin
b = feather
c = batty
d = burger
e = chicken
f = snarffy
g = lizard
h = waffle
i = sparkle
j = monkey
k = flippy
l = fluffy
m = bubble
n = rhino
o = potty
p = hamster
q = buckle
r = gizzard
s = lickin
t = snickle
u = chuckle
v = pickle
w = hubble
x = dinky
y = gorilla
z = girdle

3. Use the third letter of your last name to determine the second half of your new last name:
a = bam
b = boom
c = face
d = nose
e = clump
f = breath
g = pants
h = shorts
i = lips
j = honker
k = head
l = love
m = chunks
n = dunkin
o = brains
p = biscuits
q = toes
r = doodle
s = fanny
t = sniffer
u = sprinkles
v = frat
w = squirt
x = humperdinck
y = honey
z = juice

"Whatever."

Today the boys and I were playing downstairs with the big building blocks. I had started a good building and they were adding on to it. As we went along, Jackson decided to get out his Bob the Builder vehicles to really make it an "authentic" building experience. At one point he turned to me and said, "I am just going to dig the cemetary just outside the warehouse, right here, Mom." Rather surprised, I asked, "What made you think of building a cemetary?" "Well, just in case the customers inside the store die....you know, just in case they, you know..(sigh*)..whatever."

It's hard to tell exactly how funny it was without hearing his voice inflections, but as he was trying to explain it to me, he could tell that I just WASN'T getting it, so he just gave up.

"Whatever."

P.S. I have NO idea where the cemetary thing came from. Completely random.

Halloween explained...

Below is the pictorial account of Halloween, but I must add a few words.

We are very lucky that Grammy remembered that dinosaur constume in her basement, because Jackson originally wanted to be Cookie Monster. NOT that that would have been so terrible. I just would have wrapped him up in blue, shaggy fur, and found some googly eyes, but this worked really well because he is kind of excited about dinosaurs right now. Which must be a 5 year old boy thing, because my brother was way into dinosaurs and that's why Mom made him the costume in the first place. Doesn't look bad for being 20 years old does it?

Little Dracky-lacky...what to say. I thought it was great, and Jackson has decided he wants to be Dracula next year. (He's a planner...gets it from me.) Anyway, the transformation was not fun. We put him in the tub with just his diaper on to spray the black hair spray on...yeah, he LOVED that part...not at all. He hadn't had a nap that day because we were just running around crazy. I knew I'd regret it. After we sprayed his hair we had to change him into his costume. We used the little tuxedo that Jackson wore to David and Jennifers' wedding. It was perfect because it came with that blood-red vest. And then, Grammy again saved the day by having this cape around that we just cut to Bubba's length. It almost didn't happen because he was screaming and kicking and arching his back and just not excited at all about it. He didn't even want to walk. He just moped in the stroller...for about 5 minutes until he realized that we were getting CANDY! for free! and he could keep it!

Then he walked the entire way. We didn't have a plastic pumpkin to put his treats in so he had a black gift bag. That was working great until it got full and heavy and then started to rain. By the time we got to the last house we visited the bottom had started to rip and tear and we were leaving a Hansel & Gretel candy trail to guide us back to the car. He would NOT have his bag replaced with a Wal-Mart bag from the Bishop...not having it.

Anyway, they both got a bunch of treats and had lots of fun. Can't wait to do it all again next year.")

Happy Halloween 2008!