One more year

Hey Lifers..


So today I wanted to wish my Mother In-Law a Happy Birthday. I know that may seem a little strange, I mean after all, aren't mother in-laws and son in-laws not supposed to get along?

Don't get me wrong, I'm sure there have been plenty of times she's thought to herself, boy if you were my kid I'd knock you into next week.

But she never does.

My MIL has always been a great blessing to me and my family. Sure she has her MIL moments, but for the most part she let's us kids do our thang.

Most importantly to me though, is that she's a great Grandma to my clowns. She's a great teacher to them, and they love being with her.

So Happy Birthday to you MIL, may you have many many more.


J-Tony

So tell me Lifers, do you get along with your MIL???

And the Winner Is...

Hey Lifers..

OK so last night was a pretty big day for us. You see a couple of weeks ago my oldest clown was nominated as a princess contestant in our town. Well actually is sort of the town over, but whatever. Every year the town has what is called a Red, White, and Blue Festival. They honor veterans of past/present, they have a parade, food, rides, the whole nine yards. Anyway, they also have a Red, White, and Blue Festival Princess.

Now in a nut shell, to become the Princess you have to get the most votes. To get votes you have to raise money, so every penny is worth one vote, got it? At the end of the couple weeks the money is tallied, and half goes to the festival, and half goes to a cancer research through the local Phi Beta Psi sorority.

So the DW and my oldest clown put collection cans around town with a picture of her on it asking for donations. The DW also spread the word on FB and family, friends, and maybe even strangers generously voted.

Long story short, the oldest clown won. Here's her picture as she's being crown the Red, White, and Blue Princess. She ended up collecting over $660.00.



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 We're so proud of her.

J-Tony

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Now I Don't Feel So Bad

Hey Lifers

So the other day I'm getting the clowns some ice cream or something, and I was pretty sure the night before I had run the dishwasher. Well, the oldest started whining said something about no clean spoons and I told her to get one out of the dishwasher.

Soon after I told the middle clown to get a spoon out of the dishwasher as well. She did and didn't say anything about it.

Later that night I went to get something out of it myself and realized I in fact had not run it. Nice. Yeah that's right, I let practically forced my clowns to eat off of dirty silverware. I know, Father of the Year right?

Now I didn't tell the clowns about it, but I did feel pretty bad, this is until tonight, when I caught them drinking the pool water out of squirt guns........

J-Tony

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