Today we got a chance to see lots of cousins for a pizza party dinner at Steph's house. Sorry Aunt Phyllis, they were really good at Steph's. Dunno why it was any different. Oh, don't get me wrong - Carl loved all her stairs, too. But, they weren't as wild. Maybe because there were other kids to entertain them. Or tease them.... I guess a couple of the boys were teasing Gretchen with a big stuffed dinosaur. Just remember, 99.44% of the time, it is "more drama than trauma" with her.
The highlight of the evening was when Cassie did a back-walk-over-thingie. (I'm sooo not a gymnast, sorry - I should know the right name for it) Gretchen let out a gasp of delight and Carl then tried to do one, too... by doing a somersault. Or as he calls it, a "duck and roll." Apparently, Carl isn't much better with gymnastic names than his mother is.
And any night that ends with brownie sundaes is a total success in my book! When it came time to leave, as people got their coats on and left, Carl would say to them "Thanks for coming". He is pretty goofy sometimes, but always sweet! Thanks for inviting us!!!
P.S.
On Friday 1/1, when we got all loaded up into the car to head for home - we pulled out of Grammie's driveway and after he got done yelling, "Bye, Uncle Kenny. Merry Christmas, Uncle Kenny. Happy Kwanzaa Chickens!" Carl announced, "Let's go to Stephanie's house!"
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