|Heroine and underlings|
I am Mulan, Party is Shang,
and you can pick which
of my kids is Mushu.
(Note the bowing)
The boys left yesterday after lunch, but I waited until today to tell you about it so the suspense would build. Who made it out alive? Was anyone maimed? Are The Party and DTC still speaking to each other? Will 5 and 7 ever agree to come back to Chez Donkey? I know you have been wondering these things. Okay, you're right, I mostly didn't write yesterday to tell you what happened because I was too tired.
But today is a new day and I will fill you in on the final hours of our Survivor adventure. To start with, Sunday was much easier for me. It was much easier because I got to go to soccer with SB. It was a little stinky to leave the house at 7:30am and drive and hour, but much more relaxing overall.
|I bet this is a little what|
Party looked like at the movies.
The movie challenge was won by the home team in that no one cried, threw up or wet themselves (Party included) and Party returned home with the correct number of children. I didn't hear anything about actually being at the movie except that 7 had eaten an entire bag of gummy worms before he had even gotten to his seat from the concession stand. I think that actually makes the first part of this paragraph all the more impressive.
Insomuch as the boys had fun and so did we AND no one had to be hospitalized or rescued by the fire department or police, I would say that my family won Survivor: Suburbia. I am sure we will be getting our million dollar check in the mail any day now.