Introducing….

It was a weekend of family, football, fun and introductions….stay with me here this could be a jumbled mess.

One summer a long time ago, when The Teen was just a girl, we were on a family camping trip.  It was not uncommon for us to do a bit of ‘dancing’ when we went camping and instead of listening to the sounds of nature, we were probably listening to the sounds from the boom box…(remember those!)  We were washing the dishes, singing and dancing.  The Song ‘My Girl‘ came on and ‘The Teen’s’ brothers and I with impressive choreography danced and pointed to our girl every time the song came to the words…’my girl’… To this day, should she be around when that song comes on… I dance a little and point to her.  So it just makes sense to introduce to you The Teen, who is no more, but My Girl who she forever will be.

To make matters a tad more confusing, this weekend My Other Girl was here for more introductions, but I will get to that in a minute.  My Other Girl (previously known as the Older but Shorter Teen) also aged out of the name category, so clearly it was time to take some new naming actions and clean this blog up a bit, complete with perfect names for ‘Our Girls’ that they cannot outgrow.

This weekend My Girl had a birthday party.  My Other Girl was here for the fun, as she wanted to introduce CC to us.  CC is currently auditioning for the role of Number Five Son…as we’ve been told he has convinced My Other Girl to leave the name ‘Walton’…

CC is one of nine kids, so he handled our chaos with a calm and comfortable manner.  The word is that when it came time for ‘that talk’ with her father (My Loving Spouse).  My Loving Spouse went easy on him, because we like him…they seem a good fit…and she is happy.  My Loving Spouse then quickly went into his manly advice mode.  Country folks can nod their heads and city folks can say-“what?”…

Marriage advice from My Loving Spouse (don’t let the British accent fool you)…

Men, before you get married you need to make sure you have three guns.  

A shot gun, a good deer rifle and a 22.

A shot gun to go out an just shoot stuff with ‘the boys’.

A 22 to go out and ‘plink’ with your wife.

A deer riffle to go hunting.

Because after you are married you might not get to buy any others for a while so at least you are set and after 3 guns your wife doesn’t usually notice if you’ve been able to get more.

So, as soon as My Loving Spouse gave CC (who is not Number Five Son..yet) ‘permission’ and a hug, he said….

“Do you have a good shotgun and a 22?”  To which there was a sad shake of the head…

‘No worries!’ As My Loving Spouse has an extra set of each (surprise) which he is giving to him, because that is loving…

country-style.