Fun at Da Trowt Pawrade

On da twelf ov June we went in da big red truck to Roscoe NY. We wuz goin' to a pawrade an' piknik an' we wuz gonna see LOTS ov owr fwends. Mama wuz not feelin' wike campin', so we went for da day an' it wuz GWATE!! Wen we gots to da pawrade lineup, we seed Antie Suzanne an' Unka Mike an' Antie Alice an' Antie Lois wif Buster an' hiz noo sister...it wuz AWESUM!! Wen we walked down da street in da pawrade, peeples cheered an' yelled "yay, bassets!!" Den we looked over, an dere wuz Antie Lois tellin' da crowds "Lets heer it for da bassets!" hehehe...pwetty cool! We luv owr Antie Lois...she jus' makes stuffs so much fun! Dere wuz flotes an' jiant puppets an' bands an' old cars an' awl kinda stuffs. Da parade wuz only two bloks long, but WOW it habs lots ov stuffs!! Da peeple hab so much fun an' mama sez dat iz contayjus.

After we went to da piknic place ware peeples wuz stayin', wudja beleev day habbed a HUGE chikkin BBQ. For a jus' wun day twip, it wuz so excitin'...we can't wate till nex' yeer. An' we awl got to ware owr genyoowine Anti Kaffi bandydannas cuz mama did not for get dem...hehehe. See? Sumtimes her bwane werks. Mama sed by goin' fer da day insted ov campin' we gave a hole lot more munny to da weskew by buyin' stuffs an' waffle tikkits an' stuff. So it wuz a GUD day awl arownd.

Back in twubble...er, to ponderin'

Sorry not to rite in so long, but wots ov stuff haz happinned at owr howse. We habbed a roof blow off an' fixeded it. Den da well gotted broke an' we fixeded it. Den da seller dores broke an' we fixeded dem an' at da same time da shed roof bwew off an' we hadda wate to fix it cuz mama's papa went to da bwidge (sorta - he went sumware ennywayz). So mama's bwane bin fuzzy, but I am fixin' it! Keepin' her on her toze cuz papa's got noo yoonifforms an' she iz gardin' da buttins wike crazy! Now a fwend ov mama's bin sent to da bwidge by sumbuddy bad. Dat habbed mama in a funky pwace, but she wuz doin' ok cuz she bwusheded owr hares cuz we wooked wike buffaloes (she sed so) an' cwipped owr nales (eegle clawz) an' cweened owr stinky eers. Whelp, Vito deesided dat he wuz goin' on a wun puppy cwime spwee. Day finely started fixin' da shed rooof. Now gess why mama cawls Vito magnet mowf. Yup. Dere cud be only wun nale an' he will find it! Den he bwings it in da howse an' givs us awl goosiebumples cuz he chooz on it . Mama heers da "clink" "clink" an sez...Whut yu got, Vito!!?? Dwop dat! An' he spits it - patooey - jus' wike dat on da flore. So mama beez owtside rakin' an' rakin' an' pikkin' up stuffs to keep da Vito bwat frum gettin' dem an' STILL he finds stuffs! Now dat dey finisht an' she habs raked it 289478 nickzillyun times we fink dere ar nun left. Den ya no whut? Mama crasheded on her face in da frunt yard an' bwoke her glasses. Now diss wuz a reel oppor...oppertoo...DWAT! A reel chance to do stuffs wifowt her seein' us! Or ketchin' us cuz she iz all stiff an' owchie too. But doggone it papa came to da reskew agan! He taked her an' gotted her peepers fixed an' now she kin see us agan! Cant get away wif nuffin'! Ov corse, she always ketched us wif doze eyes in da bak ov her hed, too...an' she heers evwyfing!! So...off to nap fer now. Weel sprize her later wen she not expecktin' nuffin' hehehe. Or dere iz awlways tomorroe!