"GRANNY SMACK DOWN?"

LOOKS SWEET, DOESN'T IT?

These precious little ones have taught me about a new game. Not 24 short hours after this loving brother/sister picture was taken of KGB finding the golden egg, it was showtime.

Last night, my precious children were playing "Granny Smack Down". I don't know much about this game. I don't know if Smack Down is two words or one. Their Tennessee cousins, (I was raised in East By-God Tennessee), came down and spent spring break. Apparently, they brought this game along with them. Let me be the first to say that I love my family. I've gone one HUGE, HUGE family. My grandmother (Would that be granny?) had 6 children, and their children had 6 children, and their children....anyway... I'm not sure what this game involves, but it ended last night with LBB's mouth bleeding, his permanent tooth chipped, and KGB being grounded. That's right, GROUNDED. I'll spare you the details, but I do want to share with you the apology letter, as written, that was taped on my bedroom door.

"I am very, very, very! sorry I threw a rock at LBB's tooth. I was stupid enough to do what I was not spose to. I haven't seen my friend in years and I haven't talked to them in years too!! I'm so sad I don't want to eat or talk. If I have to talk I will make a sign. I'm very, very, very, 100% sorry for everything I've done bad. Please, please, please forgive me. Write a note back. Your best, best, best daughter, KGB"

The only part you didn't get was the picture she drew of the little girl crying on the last page with please written all over it.

This girl's got skills. When she turns 13, I'll be 50. I might have to start drinking Scotch at that point. ADB