Guess who just got back today?
Them wild-eyed boys that had been away
Haven't changed, haven't much to say
But man, I still think them cats are crazy
The boys are back in town
The boys are back in town
I said
The boys are back in town
The boys are back in town
Haven't changed, haven't much to say
But man, I still think them cats are crazy
The boys are back in town
The boys are back in town
I said
The boys are back in town
The boys are back in town
Thought we could all use a dose of that upbeat Thin Lizzie song after yesterday's depressing post. Plus, the boys really are back in town after being gone for almost a month. I love having them back. All three of them were with us this weekend, along with the neighbor kid and a couple of strays (I think they were the neighbor's cousins?). I love that our house is the one where strays feel welcome to just wander in.
In typical fashion, Peez decided it was not only time to swim but also time to strike a pose. I'm not exactly sure why he had his (dry) hair in a turban, but he was walking around like this for quite a while before going across the street to swim at a neighbor's house.
Last night we started reading aloud from a new book. In a desperate attempt to get him ready for school, and in the vain hopes of getting him to like reading, I bought the book for him while he was gone, called (wait for it), The Day My But Went Psycho.
I kid you not, this is a real book. You can buy it on Amazon right here. I would love to tell you that this book is a high-quality read and a great way to introduce children to good literature, despite its name. But it's not. It goes for cheap laughs and banks on the gross-out factor. In other words, it's perfect for a ten-year-old boy.
As I read aloud to him, Peez giggled at every mention of butt piranhas, feral butts, and even a buttcano (the butts are planning on taking over the world with it). And both he and his brother positively howled at the narrator's disgust when all the butts "talked" (farted to each other) at once. I am not particularly happy at the prospect of reading another 200 pages of the butts' plot to take over the world, but the boys' laughter more than makes up for the fact that I will have to say "butt" 500 times each night before bed.
God it's good to have them home.
In typical fashion, Peez decided it was not only time to swim but also time to strike a pose. I'm not exactly sure why he had his (dry) hair in a turban, but he was walking around like this for quite a while before going across the street to swim at a neighbor's house.
Last night we started reading aloud from a new book. In a desperate attempt to get him ready for school, and in the vain hopes of getting him to like reading, I bought the book for him while he was gone, called (wait for it), The Day My But Went Psycho.
I kid you not, this is a real book. You can buy it on Amazon right here. I would love to tell you that this book is a high-quality read and a great way to introduce children to good literature, despite its name. But it's not. It goes for cheap laughs and banks on the gross-out factor. In other words, it's perfect for a ten-year-old boy.
As I read aloud to him, Peez giggled at every mention of butt piranhas, feral butts, and even a buttcano (the butts are planning on taking over the world with it). And both he and his brother positively howled at the narrator's disgust when all the butts "talked" (farted to each other) at once. I am not particularly happy at the prospect of reading another 200 pages of the butts' plot to take over the world, but the boys' laughter more than makes up for the fact that I will have to say "butt" 500 times each night before bed.
God it's good to have them home.
1 comment:
I bought my son the "Captain Underpants" series. They are totally funny. This helped alot getting him to read. Matter of fact I just called him to ask him the title cuz I couldn't remember it. He's 14 now, and he said they have some new ones. My favorite was the one about the lunch lady. One of our dear friends is a lunch lady. LOL
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