Three cases of Mt. Dew
Burgs and dogs up the wazoo
Chips, salsa and guac
Pasta salad aplenty
Watermelon ready for eating
Half a sheet cake emblazoned with Flash’s one year old pic
Pretzels and cheese dip

The house is cleaned and we are ready for the onslaught of a sixteenth birthday party. All are welcome, but be forewarned….it’s B.Y.O. Nerf guns!

I Knew Better Than To Ask

Apparently there is a zombie apocalypse going on at Flash's gifted school. If you are a survivor, you put a circle on your hand everyday. If you are a zombie, you try to draw a “Z” inside that circle. Flash had to go so far as to note that he is a Level 2 survivor.

I thought he was just stressed about the math test on Monday. I had no idea he was fending off zombies each and every day!

Flash Photography

Some of my faves from Flash’s recent spring break with the other side of the family:
 Freedom!!

 “I didn’t take it.”
Flash’s Grandpa

This last one is my favorite yet.
Flash perfectly captured the agony a five year old feels when he has to come inside
for dinner on a gorgeous spring day.  

Making Out Like a Bandit

Flash I spent the first part of spring break in TN before he flew to Virginia to see his dad and extended family on that side.  His dad was kind enough to put some money in his bank account, should he need something from the airport to eat along the way.  We headed back to MI early on the morning Flash was to fly out, so my dad was kind enough to take Flash to the airport and see him off to Virginia.  Wanting to make sure he could get something in a rush if his connecting flight was too close to stop for long, I tucked some cash into Flash’s hand before I left.

Last night, after returning back home from all his travels, Flash was talking about what he might do with his “loot”.  I inquired as to what “loot” this might be exactly.  He fessed up that he didn’t have time to eat at the airport and so he had some money “leftover”.  I suggested perhaps he return the $40 I had given him, since he didn’t need it for the intended purpose.  He was a bit reluctant, as you might guess.

It was a few minutes later when he was talking about some ideas he had for the money that I stopped him for further questioning.  “You’re going to buy all that with my $40?”

Well, no, he confessed.  With my $40 and the $80 from his dad that he hadn’t used either.

“You’re going to take our $120 and run with it?!”  I exclaimed.

“Actually, I’m going to use $140.  Papa slipped me a twenty before I got on the plane.”

I think we’ve all been robbed.  Let’s hope the funds go towards fire retardant materials for his science project as suggested by his mother and not towards a new video game.

Paybacks

I need to note (before he smacks me) that Flash took 99% of the pics that I’ve posted from the weekend.  He’s been putting the new camera and photog class to good use, trying out new angles, exposures and shutter speeds to capture various shots.  From Saturday through today, he has taken over 900 pictures.  Nine Hundred.  NINE HUNDRED.
To see how unamused I was at having one.more.picture.taken, see the following:

You see what I mean.  
By today, everyone had been the subject of Flash’s camera lens a time or two more than desired. We were distracted during cornholes by the beep and flash of the camera.  Our card playing was interrupted so he could get a better angle on the game.  Sigh.  Perhaps the only one who didn’t voice their displeasure was the baby, and that’s only because at five months old, she can’t yet voice her displeasure.  
So it was no surprise to anyone (except Flash) when his camera was highjacked by a couple family  members….the result:

The Case of Tommy Tomato:

Apparently the only one (or thing) NOT photographed hundreds of times this weekend, was Tommy the Tomato.  He was not happy to be left out.  He took it upon himself to take a few self-portraits while Flash wasn’t using his camera. 
Tommy with his friend, Tabasco.

Tommy, posing with Mr. Lizard who was also left out of all other photos this weekend.

Ricardo, the concrete cherub, was jealous, so Tommy posed with him on the deck.
The rock bowl hollered until Tommy came to include them in the photo montage.

We’re glad that Tommy Tomato took it upon himself to include these photos in our weekend collection.  We would have hated to have left anyone (thing?!) out!!!

P.S.  Next time, Flash, don’t leave your precious camera unattended with G’ma Judy and Birdy around!!