...I promise!

This kid...

is so boring.  Has absolutely NO personality.  I don't think I can take her monotone, unanimated stories any longer.  We simply can't have her over again.  YAWN...

Okay, kids.  Get yourselves organized.  When I say jump, you say how high?  JUMP!      

How high?

Well, so much for the "organized" part, but not too bad for a bunch of white kids.  Except for the one in the middle.  She's a real melon.

The Chef, of course, (who is has chosen a cooking party for his next birthday celebration.)

Can't get enuff of your love, bay-baaay... 

Look at them, are they excited or WHAT?  No wonder the kids weren't so sure about the whole sparkler thing at first.  You'd think they were washing the car or walking the dog or... sleeping, maybe...

Someone should tell that woman it is perdy tacky to leave your bra straps hangin' out like that and the cute baby in the picture doesn't negate the fact.

Oh look, she also talks while having her picture taken.  Well, the babe is almost cute enough in this shot to negate the fact.  Because he's cuddly.

Popper thingamabobs.  Caution: do not give to children who have not yet developed large motor skills.

Love how they're covering their ears, but the bra straps, geez, lady, the bra staps!  Get 'em under control.

It was difficult to not offend their fathers with their constant "Oh look at that one of there!  That one's REALLY big."  I wish those were my parents, that dad really has his game on.

But they humored their measly fathers much as they could. When the other shows were between bangs.  What do you think they are?  heartless? 

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Two peas in a pod.  (Okay, okay, a SANDBOX.)  With no sand.

That smirk means trouble

I knew it!  Trouble.  One bat, two toddlers... you do the math.

Where is your father, little boy?  Somebody should teach you how to act.

Heartbroken.  Just heartbroken, look at him!  Where is that blonde kid's parents, already?

Interestingly enough, if you make that blonde kid share, if you nicely ask, "Jack, will you share the bat with Caleb?"  He will willingly share with a smile on his face.  But because he is the youngest, he is NOT COOL with having things ripped out of his hand.  He was NOT gonna let that happen.  No way, no how.  It's an unfortunate thing, birth order.

Oh good, they're kissing and making up...

Well, the nice one's kissing, the blonde kid is just receiving.  Typical.

A little bit of parallel play, that's good, work it out, boys.

Now that no one's looking, Goldilocks is gonna pay for what he done...

Whatever happened to these days?

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Ahhh, young love.  A tight embrace.  So tight that the boy's head might pop off.

But it wasn't enough-  she felt she must hold on tighter still

He had no complaints

How could he?  She was a delight, swept him off his feet

So swiftly and passionately that his shoe was left behind

She was six months younger than him, but mature for her age

which became blatantly obvious when he tried to reciprocate his love-

only did not yet have the understanding of physics that she had, and grabbing her entirely too high up to lift her well,

took on much more of an endeavor than he had set out to take on

Still, he knew what to do, and pulling her feet off the ground (with her bending her knees to help,) he let out a fierce, Last of the Mohicans roar from deep in his warrior spirit. 

It's all the more instinctual, animalistic, and testosterone-filled when viewed in black and white... hear the lion growl as if in slow-motion.

(Disclaimer: I swear I do not read romance novels, although a friend gave me one in high school to read and about the time I got to the part where the Viking warrior returned, when certain body parts were compared to certain metals, my mom swept in to the rescue and explained that such books were to some women what Playboy was to some men.  That was the end of that.  The above is narrated in the voice of a narrator off of National Geographic, please read accordingly.  Thank you.)

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