When I was younger there was a TV show called "Dinosaurs." The only thing about the oddly stupid show was the lame little pink baby, dinosaur, "Baby Sinclair," would smash his dad, Earl Sinclair, on the head with a pan or a club and yell, "Not
da mama, not
da mama, not
da mama," and the dad would throw the baby dinosaur across the room. Well... that was tonights ordeal, only without the throwing.
Kaci posted "
superdad" pictures.
Yah right, more like "not
da mama." It all started so well too. Once the
Oram Family Train arrived at the building for the Youth Fundraiser the looks of pity began
immediately and smiling
guardian angel Sisters saved the twins from a
seemingly incompetent father, but only after Addison spewed forth a large portion of the wonderfully fragrant formula-mamas milk
concoction. Gotta love that. We made it through the dinner and service auction an
d ended at home where all three girls (don't forget Emma, whom I am glad did not have a pan or a club) melted down into a puddle of self-pity and crocodile tears, thus reinforcing the fact that I am "not
da mama!" - Ben
When I was younger there was a TV show called "Dinosaurs." The only thing about the oddly stupid show was the lame little pink baby, dinosaur, "Baby Sinclair," would smash his dad, Earl Sinclair, on the head with a pan or a club and yell, "Not da mama, not da mama, not da mama," and the dad would throw the baby dinosaur across the room. Well... that was tonights ordeal, only without the throwing. Kaci posted "superdad" pictures. Yah right, more like "not da mama." It all started so well too. Once the Oram Family Train arrived at the building for the Youth Fundraiser the looks of pity began immediately and smiling guardian angel Sisters saved the twins from a seemingly incompetent father, but only after Addison spewed forth a large portion of the wonderfully fragrant formula-mamas milk concoction. Gotta love that. We made it through the dinner and service auction an
d ended at home where all three girls (don't forget Emma, whom I am glad did not have a pan or a club) melted down into a puddle of self-pity and crocodile tears, thus reinforcing the fact that I am "not da mama!" - Ben
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