FREAKY FRIDAY - REYNOLDS STYLE
Aubrey shuffles up the stairs, hauling a load of books, a portable lap desk with a stretchy light, blank paper and a pencil. She's headed to her office, where she'll spend the next several hours. She'll even take a phone call there, flat on her back with her feet up in the air, toes curled around the metal wires.
The night before, Aubrey's office is Dane's hotel. He curls up on the pillow and reads Diary of a Wimpy Kid until he falls asleep, finally stretching his long tree branch of a body halfway out the door and onto the carpet. His last sentiments before he sacks out are, "Mom? Can we change Sharly's name to Turtle? We could call her Turd for short. Heh heh heh... Zzzzzzzzz........"
None of this seems to bother Sharly, though, who's made it clear that she's got her designs set on another piece of prime property in the house.
4 comments:
Anj:
That is hilarious! Those two are so funny and your write-up is so creative; love it! I really think it could publish as a pictorial? Do you have that in mind?
Mom
That's awesome! Nice cover to the *real* reason you put your kids in cages. j/k Connor loves the Wimpy Kid books, too. :)
Yeah, oops. Kids in cages! And the Wimpy Kid series captures the hearts of little boys, doesn't it?
Anjie,
Wonderful descriptions of the 'small footprint' Dane and Aubrey need for comfort. I can't keep smiling as I visualize them in 'Sharly's' abandoned abode. Those two are something else - too marvelous to describe.
Love to you all.
JJJ
Sharly is one smart doggy to choose the comfort of the end of your bed.
I liked your Mom's idea of publishing this blog with, of course, pics included. It's a winner.
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