Let’s Get Ready to
Crumble!
Anabelle answered some
of the Social Studies summer homework questions. They mainly focused on the Presidential
Campaign, until it made even the teacher nauseous, then he threw in some
Olympics ones. Via the fanciness of the future, it was all done through her
school Google account. I stayed nearby
reading or writing to insure my proofreading assistance was available when
needed.
She also spent more time
voraciously devouring her spooky asylum book, nurturing that horror affinity
and laying ground work for that evening’s movie.
My sister had an
appointment that afternoon, so her kids hung around with us for a while.
To make up for the
charcoaled set at her house, I cooked up multiple loaves of garlic bread.
We had a PS3 Legends of WrestleMania and Italian
toast party!
It was nice to get the
game a good work out after years of creating characters, setting their
movesets, designing entrances, playing them to get their stats up to proper
levels, and uploading custom entrance music.
In other news…please
help me, I can’t stop.
I was highly honored
that all three of them argued about who got to be “me” in the game!
My sister’s visit
completed successfully and she joined in the punching and crunching for a bit
before bringing them home.
I watched Anabelle
become a part of what she truly loves at the dance studio for her final summer class.
Stoking her new found
enjoyment of scariness and Mel Brooks, we dined while watching what may well be
the most perfect movie comedy every created:
Young
Frankenstein
She’d seen it when much
younger, when many jokes went over her head.
Plus Abuelita was
visiting and we watched it in Spanish, which meant many of the jokes didn’t
translate. It’s actually a fairly
atmospheric, creepy film when things like, “What knockers!” lose its double
meaning.
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