Here is Ty-Ty (now shortened to Ty since he is "too old" for that baby name) doing the standard Bob pose. Like father like son. . . YIKES!
And YES I cried today! (not because he acts like his father, although that should have been reason enough, but because he started school!)
In Other Important News
It seems that we only have one person who got an A on the test and that was Jen. Her response was
"I think #3 is the lie, and both pictures are you but in different decades. You must have gone to a real ritzy high school to get a fur drape! "
You are right about #3 being the lie. I didn't ever get to stay out until midnight and so no trouble was to be found with me. That swimming pool incident actually happened to my friends AFTER they dropped me off for the 11 p.m. curfew.
And yes both pictures are of me, although I'm wishing I didn't really just type that! Jen you didn't get the extra credit part right though because instead of me going to a real ritzy school to get a fur drape, I actually went to a white trash school and they used the bathroom rug for our drape. (unfortunately, the boys had to wear the toilet cover on their heads. It was bad!) That is my senior picture and the good news is that I can blame that bad cover/fur/whatever on the photographer/school. The bad news is that I have nobody to blame for my BAD hair and REALLY BAD make up. I did that all myself. I guess I could blame my mom for letting me out of the house looking like that huh? Thanks Mom!
Remind me to tell you the story of the truths listed above sometime. OK, you don't have to remind me. I will tell you anyway. . . later. . . probably tomorrow. . . when I'm not so tired. . . it's been an emotional day you know!
9 comments:
Oh, come on! Everyone needs to skinny dip at least once in their lives!
Scott told me about the lovely "plate of sticks" coming from Ty's class Tues night :)
Dang it! I was so close!
Sadness, sending Ty away for school.
I love your truths/lie post, I love it! I don't love the fur, who's idea was that?!?
Wait until he drives...something about the youngest growing wings that is difficult to manage.
Terisa
My son is 23 and he STILL lets me call him Ty-Ty! ;)
Darn...I'm just not good at these things. No wonder my kids pull the wool over my eyes so often!
Hahahaha. The bathroom rug. I liked the hair. I was in elementary school when I had that hair.
Aw... I just sent my youngest to Kindergarten, too.
From here out it's a steady march for me towards old age and irrelevance. At least I get to be cranky and eccentric, right?
Seems everyone is sending someone to kindergarten this year. GirlChild just started and came home with her first 'meh' face. (It's a step down from 'happy'.)
We should have a blogger playdate during the summer with all these kids!
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