DP is disappointed that I am not as rich as Oprah.
For all the people who do not have small children in school, I need to explain the main education they are getting. Apparently, today's schools are really business schools. They are teaching the kids how to sell everything and raise money. We are almost finished distributing the cookie dough products that Lu sold for her school. Do you know how hard it is to deliver boxes of frozen cookies to people when your 11 year old didn't write down their complete address? I don't know all of my neighbors' names or addresses. I am sure the police were called the other night because I was slowly casing the neighborhood trying to figure out where we should be dropping off these cookies. Same applies for DP and Jr. Apparently, last night was school night at the local Papa John's pizza place. Whichever class in each grade that sells the most gets a pizza party. These kids tell us we have to go to Papa Johns. Jr doesn't even like pizza. So DP comes home and explains to SuperMom about it being pizza night and that we need to buy seven pizzas so his class can win. Two cheese, two pepperoni, one meat lovers, and two hamburger. I am not sure how he calculated seven as the winning formula. I am also not sure what he thinks we are going to do with seven pizzas. It did remind me of this Oprah segment though. We only bought one pizza. However, if we would have bought seven, I would have been Oprah for a day. "YOU GET A PIZZA, YOU GET A PIZZA, YOU GET A PIZZA, YOU GET A PIZZA, YOU GET A PIZZA, YOU GET A PIZZA, AND FINALLY YOU GET A PIZZA!"
DP is disappointed that I am not as rich as Oprah.
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I am fond of parodies. I like Weird Al and think it takes some talent to create a song in this fashion. I often like to show my subjects these parodies. One person that is very good at doing this is Jimmy Fallon. So the other day, I stumbled on the parody below by Jimmy Fallon and Gabrielle Union.. So after I watched it, I showed it to SuperMom. Of course, once the subjects thought we were looking at something funny, they wanted to watch it as well. Therefore, we played it again for Lu, DP, and Jr. The first song they parody is OMI's "Cheerleader" followed by "I can't feel my face" by The Weeknd. I am not sure why he doesn't have the last e in his name, but who am I to judge. The last song is a parody of a Song called "Watch me Whip / Nae Nae" by Silento. However, the song before it is the one of interest. It is a song by Rhianna with roughly the same title. And that is where our story begins. Last weekend was DP's last football game and SuperMom had Lu and Jr in the stands while he played. If you are unfamiliar with Pop Warner football, it is an all day thing for some families because they have multiple kids playing back to back. It is very festive and the PA announcer tries to pump up the crowd by doing cheers, playing songs, etc. The fans are not sitting on top of each other but are near by and are enjoying the games. After a period of songs by the announcer, the stands were somewhat quite. Maybe because they some times play "Watch me Whip / Nae Nae" during these games because it is popular for some ungodly reason, Jr thought of the parody and yells out "Mitch better have my money!". To this, several of the members in the crowd looked over at Jr. We are not sure what their thoughts were. Did they see the parody and think it was funny? Did they think he said "Bitch better have my money" like the regular version? If so, how bad do they think our parenting skills are? I guess we will never know. However, Jr did get the crowd laughing at least. You never know what is coming out of his mouth or why. So last night we were all eating dinner at the house. If the subjects are acting right, which isn't often at dinner time, we really enjoy this time. Last night was one of those nights. Dinner was spaghetti and meatballs which each of them will eat something from this meal. Jr eats the meatballs only; Lu eats the noodles only with no sauce; DP eats noodles, meatballs, and sauce. So DP had finished eating and gone upstairs. Jr who was not wearing a shirt; I know it is a shock that he was half naked, took everyone's plate to the sink. SuperMom commented on his stomach and thus we tried to get him to flex his stomach muscles. This was a difficult and hilarious task. He grunted and made some of the strangest faces. I started laughing and unbeknownst to me, I had some pepper in my teeth. Now SuperMom looks at me and lets out the biggest laugh ever. In a deadpan manner, DP from upstairs says "We have a witch in the house"! See SuperMom cackles when she laughs hard, and it did sound witchy. But once DP who has an odd sense of humor, said this, I almost fell out of my chair laughing. Some times this experiment we are conducting is incredible. So last night was open house for Lu's school. Being the first year she has gone there, both SuperMom and I attended along with the three subjects. I was not aware that I was taking a night class however. The schedule for the meeting was 10 minutes in each of her classes separated by five minutes to get between classes. Total time of 2 hours. This started at 6:00 pm and thus lasted until 8:00 pm. Since I am still working to keep the lights on and the AC running, I got home in time to make the night class but not in time to eat dinner. So at 8:00 pm, I was starving. If you know the subjects, they can rarely agree on anything but they never agree on where they want to eat. So I decided that I would pick the environment for this particular experiment. I picked KFC/Taco Bell. In case you are not familiar, it is two fast food joints under one roof. I knew that DP would order cheese roll-ups, Jr could eat chicken strips, SuperMom would do tacos and nachos, I could get grilled chicken, and Lu would probably just be mad and eat a biscuit or something. I wasn't far off. Lu wanted only nachos but ended up eating one of DP's cheese rollups too. Jr got the $5 box. If you don't watch TV, you may not know the commercial talks about this $5 box. It includes 3 chicken strips, mashed potatoes, a biscuit, a drink, and "A Big Ol Cookie" (you must sing it like they do on the commercial which is above). Now Jr only really likes cheeseburgers and sweets. We try to add other things to his diet and thus required he eat at least one chicken strip. He had to choke it down before he ate the cookie. After squirming, fidgeting, and trying to weasel his way out of eating one, he finally finished it. Now it is time for him to eat the much anticipated cookie. Now for people who don't really know Jr well, he is the jokester, the comedian, the one that thinks he is so funny. He takes a couple of bites and sings "I don't like it. I love it, love it, love it. Uh oh." For the older generation that may not know, these are lyrics from the song "I don't like it, I Love it, by Flo Rida. Listen to the song (it is below) and then imagine Jr singing this after taking a couple bites. The reason it is so funny is he never skipped a beat. He took two bites and then broke out in song. No pauses, no laughter, just I am so happy about this cookie I must sing. Of course, SuperMom and I supplied the laughter. |
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