AhahahaHAH! Got a message from my girl's boyfriend, apologizing for being something (?) on fb. Pretty much sure he's aghast at an old person seeing him teasing his girl. Anyway, I just see it as my reach on these youths extending. And getting them to censor themselves a bit online. Heheh.

Still cracks me up something awful!

I'm evil. I'm schooling my T's friend in online behavior. Specifically, her boy. Heheheh.

Aw, it was a Beatles ,Dear Prudence reference. Love that boy!

And now we've got a broken bedroom window.

For future reference: teenager, plus toddler plus Dad who concedes to requests for "Just one more!" game of chase equals broken window.

Oh, it's so important to stop before that "just one more." You can feel the chaos energy reaching its maximum expression before it happens.

Oooh, I've been there, and they weren't my kids. Sorry.

Can I just reiterate how HILARIOUS it is to be texting (via fb) with my girl's boy who I've never met and being all mommy/big sister? Cracks me up. Like really LOL.

My god, Tivo found me 1987 A Different World. While Marisa Tomei and Lisa Bonet were still on it, before Dwayne Wayne became cool. Whither Dawnn Lewis?

I haven't seen Dawnn Lewis since "The Tenth Kingdom". Wait. I think I saw her on a TV show about 5 years ago. But that's it.

ita, that's appalling! I mean, excellent how it turned out, but scary as hell that it happened at all, and frustratingly bad that no one was going to tell you. I'm very glad he's okay.

sara, I remember when you accepted temporary custody of Mr. Kitty and were concerned that his people were going to demand him back on their return. He sure lucked out with you. I hope he enjoys every day he has left.

Also, those bannisters look awesome!

Sorry for the broken window, David. And yes, everyone needs to know how to stop before "just one more" leads to tears.

Oooh, I've been there, and they weren't my kids. Sorry.

Thanks, it's okay. Emmett didn't fall out the window and the glass didn't hit the women walking her dog.

I just spent 20 mins sweeping the sidewalk so no puppies get glass in their feet. Do you think they'll appreciate my efforts by pooping at the curb?

And yes, everyone needs to know how to stop before "just one more" leads to tears.

Emmett's feeling very contrite though it was really more my fault than his since I didn't rein things in when I knew it was spinning out of control. He's really just not used to having an adult body, but that's where he is now.

Not exactly a teachable moment but sort of a future leverage deal: "Remember the broken window? Let's chill out now."