Lil brother had to stay home from church today because he was hung over. And Mr B was (suspiciously) thrilled to "nurse" him back to health in spite of having to miss out on the rousing Sunday sermon of "Hope in a Time of Despair." All this thanks to Uncle Joe who came over on Saturday with a 2 liter of grape soda, a bag full of junk food, and three movies: of which consisted an alien, a predator, a buncha crazed zombies, and a sorcerer's apprentice. And let me tell you what-lil brother was not bashful about getting his PARRRRR-TEEEEE ON!
Later-big kid informed me that the zombie movie was not appropriate for lil brother. "Mom, there was a NAKED man in it!" Upon further investigation, Uncle Joe also confessed that he had to "ahem...explain" a few things to lil brother after seeing this movie... Kinda hard to fix this after the fact... Whatcha gonna do? So it's no wonder lil brother had a tummy/headache after all that debauchery and required an Ibuprofen the morning after. Clearly I oughtta have the preacher put Uncle Joe and lil brother on the prayer list.
