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Chicken and Scrabble

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Birthday Brownie

The Mancub turned 14, asked for no party, asked for no science center, no cosmic bowling, no park, no skating… nothing. He wanted to play wiffle ball with his dad, eat chicken strips, and play scrabble. A Chicken and Scrabble Birthday. I should write it up for Family Fun Magazine. Brownies by Ghirardelli, because why ever make anything else… he decorated himself. He hid under the table until we quit singing..

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stop singing

That ketchup plate is lovely.

 

 

 

Making a wish

Scrabble was fun, Mum made filthy words and everyone was properly horrified…  He played Wiffle ball and football with his dad several times throughout the day, they got muddy, and carried mud and leaves into the house, and I hardly yelled at all, just sorta grumbled..  So then, since we were on such a roll and in such a great position, we  watched Nanny 911 together and judged other families. 

 

 

 

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5 thoughts on “Chicken and Scrabble

  1. I love judging other families! Sounds like a great kindof day . . .and you only grumbled?! What self control. 🙂

  2. I think chicken and Scrabble sound like the perfect birthday celebration!

  3. Awesome to find you again.

  4. OMG! I am so glad I’m not the only “mom” to play flithy word scrabble with their kids! lol
    Happy Birthday Mancub!

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