Parties!

Sunday was a long day. It's my own fault, mind you. Back to back 3 hour birthday parties without a break in-between. So I thought Monday would be relaxing...


Monday afternoon the phone rings: "HI THIS IS YOUR COUSIN LARRY I'M IN SANTA FE ON MY WAY TO ALBUQUERQUE AND LET'S HAVE DINNER! I'LL CALL YOU WHEN I GET TO MY HOTEL!" Click.

Oh well, at least I won't have to make dinner. I called Gregg to let him know his cousin called (his cousin is about 20, maybe?, years older than him), to which Gregg replied,"hmmm, he could have called us ahead of time! But that's ok."

We decide to take Larry to one of our kid friendly restaurants in town. The owner knows us and has told us on more than one occasion that she doesn't mind if the kids run around, etc. Pure heaven, I tell you. We order dinner, the kids run around a little, jumping off the karaoke stage in mock battle jumps.

After the appetizers come, genius decides he wants to sit next to Larry. Larry ruffles genius' curly hair (everyone does) and says,"You have curly hair!"

Genius replies, rubbing Larry's pate,"And you have bald hair!" Oh my. Gregg and I were at the other end of the table, sniggering into our napkins.

Larry, nonplussed, comes back with,"Do you know why I am bald?"

Genius, looking serious,"Because you're very old?"

At this point I'm pretty much choking, I'm laughing so hard. But I'm laughing with Larry, not at him. Just so you know.

After dinner, Larry went off to his hotel, and we stuffed our exhausted children in bed. I wasn't sure how Larry felt about the visit, but we had a few laughs. A day later, my mil called, and said we'd received a great compliment. Larry said the four hours he spent with us was the best time he ever had...