Can you believe that the youngest grandbaby is 16????? Ethan's birthday was Wednesday. He went to Kenzie's (yes, mom has been replaced by someone MUCH cuter and more interesting) and then they came back to the house to hang out. She baked him a cake. He needs to keep her 'cause she can bake. The cake was yummy. Sawyer, Jordan and Dylan came over and decorated his room. He has streamers and balloons everywhere. I think he had a pretty good day. (Except for that algebra test.........)
Wyatt is in the final countdown to graduation. He's ready. His 'vette sold (thank you Uncle Phil) so he can get the engine replaced in his truck. Wednesday night he called from Scott's house to see if I was watching the weather. Well, I couldn't watch the weather because the satellite was out. Did this register in my brain that maybe I should check it out? Of course not. While I was talking to Wyatt, Victoria called to see if we were taking cover. I got the dogs (medicated Lance first) and went in my room. Ethan and Kenzie got Bud and went in the den and waited out the torential rains and winds. Nothing touched down. Mom called from the casino. They weren't moving to any shelters (priorities, right?) so I guess the reports of just ugly clouds were right. When it was all over, Lance is stoned and half under my bed, Nadia is annoyed at the commotion b/c it interupted her nap but Bud is thrilled at getting to come inside and eat all of the leftover food in the dog's bowls. Ethan put him out on the deck instead of in his kennal and Bud rolled in the charcoal. This morning he looked like a chimney sweep. Guess Wyatt will be giving him a bath.
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