My Boyfriend's Back

My boyfriend's back and you're go-o-o-o-nna be in trouble

Hey la, hey la my boyfriend's back

If you see him come, better cut out on the double

Hey la, hey la my boyfriend's back

You've been spreadin' lies that I was untrue-hoo

Hey la, hey la my boyfriend's back

Look out now cause he's comin' after you-oo

Hey la, hey la my boyfriend's back

Sorry. I couldn't resist. I really don't know where these things come from. This is a picture of Zoe Bug and her friend-that's-a-boy, Sean, that she has known since they were six months old.

Sean's inconsiderate-of-my-feelings mother moved him away to St. Louis years ago, and Zoe only gets to see him for a short week or two each summer. Hence the song.

I call this picture Horse Tooth Meets Beverly Hillbilly.

Today we went to visit Sean, his sister Maggie, and their mom, Suzanne. They're staying at Grandma Nancy's house because really, they came to see her, not us. We get worked in though, so I can't complain.

Would you look at that creepy bird trying to eat that poor butterfly? Thankfully they were strategically placed when I snapped this picture because Zoe Bug was lettin' it all hang out. It's a good thing she's only eight. It could have been ugly.

Here are Sean and Zoe on that same bench when they were eighteen months old.

Well, not really. I mean they were 18 months old but it's not the same bench. I lie embellish sometimes.

We were pushing them together, even at that young age.

But they're soooooo cute together.

We're Soopa Stars!

Come on Homey, let's cruise the mall.

Okay, enough of that. I wanted so badly to put a particularly sweet picture of Sean on here, but his Dad, R.S., is coming to trick out my computer this week and I so badly need that. 

R.S., which is short for Rocket Scientist because he really is a Rocket Scientist, is a manly man and he doesn't take too kindly to my adventures with the camera. Plus, I might've threatened to blow this particular picture up into a poster for his viewing pleasure. Instead, I decided to just sit on it until Sean is a teenager and I can really get the mileage out of it. Until then, you'll have to satisfy yourself with pictures of Pickle's boys playing dress-up. He hates me already, so I lose nothing.

Last summer I posted some layouts of this wicked awesome slide that Sean and Maggie's Grandma Nancy got for them. I love this slide.

Everyone loves this slide.

Grandma Nancy needs to get her yard fumigated for creepy birds and freakishly large butterflies. They are handy though. Annika's right bum cheek would not stay tucked in for anything and this butterfly happily obliged.

I love that.