Sunday, June 05, 2011
Everybody is over for dinner and a swim. It is 5:34 now and most of them are at the pool.
At Judy’ suggestion we baked cornbread on the grill so as not to heat up the house. It looks like it turned out well.
At someone’s suggestion, we set up the folding tables and chairs on the back lawn near the grill which turned out really well though I’m sure it was a bit of extra work for those who had to lug them out of the basement and then back again.
We had food coming out of our ears figuratively speaking. Niki made a huge potato salad. Chris made guacamole and Corey smoked ribs and chicken wings at home on the barrel smoker he made. He finished them off on our grill as well as grilling the steaks Judy bought.
Corey also made a pot of beans when he got here.
There are tons of leftovers.
The kids put Dance Central on the X-Box downstairs. Dance Central is an interactive dance contest game were the kids kept challenging each other to a dance off. I imagine Sierra won all of hers but they all had fun. Bailey, especially when she was just dancing, not being competitive did very well. Sierra and I both commented on it. It was a real hoot to see the older boys dance. I watched Corey and then Greg and later Jim. Greg had by far the most energy jumping high off the ground and doing gyrations.
The fatal kiss
As they were walking out the door, somehow the subject turned to five year old Alexa’s love life. Greg said that a longhaired five year old neighbor boy named Cade walked up to Alexa and gave her a big kiss. Greg turned to Niki with a “Did I just see what I think I saw?” look, to which Niki nodded “Yes!”
Greg told Cade to COME HERE! and told him very sternly, “DON’T YOU EVER KISS ALEXA AGAIN!”
The kid was shaking in his boots and Greg said, “He’ll never do that again!”
It’s a good thing Greg was in control because I would probably have just laughed.
Tuesday, June 07, 2011
Today I had lunch with Corey, Greg, Niki, Alexa, Gavin and Michael; Greg’s sister Shannon’s husband who works with Greg and Corey. We went to La Puente on 123rd. We four boys had the usual, a smothered carne asada burrito. Well it was Michael’s first. He doesn’t handle the heat so well and couldn’t handle the salsa at all. In fact I am the only one who can eat it by the shovel full.
From the moment she and Niki and Gavin walked in the door, Alexa was a silly animated showoff and demanded everyone’s attention as she performed funny faces etc etc.
Gavin played off Alexa and did his own silly antics but he was no match for his older sister.
As we were getting up to leave I picked up Gavin who still had a mouthful (unbeknownst to me), and threw him over my shoulder so that he was hanging upside down, down my back. He started to choke. It only lasted a couple of seconds by that was long enough to scare him and the rest of us.
He started to cry (for about forty-five seconds) and said, “I want a band aid. I want a band aid.” Then “I want some medicine.”
