The birthday party we hosted on Saturday went really well. A bunch of kids hopped up on the sugary goodness that was the Batman cake, running around a jumping in the Thomas the Tank Engine ball pit my sister-in-law got for my son (thank you, I so want to keep track of the 100 balls that he's dumping out - ha). My seven-year-old nephew was hitting one of the neighbor girls. I heard, 'Hey, he thinks you are soooooo cute!!" a few times.
The presents were opened, and I missed most of it for some reason (really? where the hell was I?), so now I have absolutely no clue what goes with what. And beings that it was a Batman birthday party theme, everything is a Batman toy. I don't have a prayer.
In unrelated news, my mother-in-law (HDH's stepmom) always comes up with some random thing to say or opinion to give. Just sort of swerves in out of left field and leaves me speechess. We happened to be talking on Friday night about various kid's movies and how there's always some adult humor involved. My mother-in-law informed me that the movie "Over the Hedge" is really about mexican immigrants trying to cross the border.
I'm glad I could enlighten y'all.
You can thank me later.
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