Michelle and Morgan were over in my hizzo last night. We went high and took a couple of pics.
top to bottom: morgan with his "push pops", michelle , muzzie', and jazzie'
We all tried doing a wacky pose. I was trying on my England-joker-like hat!
So yeah. Buggy. I drove the buggy once again! I had actually once flew off from a buggy and broke my arm. i might have buggy phobia, but prolly it's just the sharp turning.
Jas, Morgan & Chelle had their turn too.
For dinner, we had an argument on where to eat. It all came down to:
Tom's v.s. Italiano's
The vote were 3 over 2. so i won.
Toms it was.
Triple Choc cake.
We had wanted them to bunk over tht night. but we had to ask their parents. I did all the begging and shit.
Here are some things i sed to chelle's and morgan's mother.
"Please....i beg you..." "So, being a professional mom and all...." "Tell me how to persuade your husband...." Then, as usual, i had to talk to their father again about it
This is what I said. "Hey uncle?? You rock, you know that...." "Well, my mum 'insisted' them to sleep over..." "My mum said that their presence are appreciated..." ''They're not bugging us at all!''
My talking ended them up goin back tht very night. grr.