Even Super Heroes Need A Place To Call Home

This is a story about my super heroes going from being homeless and living under a street light (..lamp) to living in a mansion.

BUT….That situation was much better than this option.

My action figures weren’t about to move into this. Well….Maybe if they get married and their wife makes them (Sorry Wonder Woman!). For now, they are single and allowed to make their own decisions. They needed a cool lair to call their own.

So…with some old Ikea storage units, wood, dad’s handyman skills and lots of mommy magic…….THIS WAS BORN!!!!!!!

It was a process. (…I supervised while playing video games.)

Let’s take a look at all the cool spaces.

My action figures told me that if they ever get married, they’re keeping this place as a secret. Hey! Secrets and Super Heroes go hand in hand. Don’t judge them!!!!

Anyway…Here’s one last look at my secret lair, in it’s secret location in my room I mean…it’s secret location in the world.

Don’t count your chickens before they hatch!

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Okay Chicken….I’m no egg expert, but I’m pretty sure this is crazy big. Are you doing steroids? What are you hiding? What’s happening in that barn? And don’t even think of playing games with me!

Hey mommy. No. Everything’s fine here. The train? Don’t worry about that. The chicken and me are gonna play a little game on the tracks.

Don’t even think of clucking at my mommy when she walks away. We can always have chicken soup tonight. Have I made myself clear?

Drinking On The Job: It happens!

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Getting ready for the day.

Nothing beats a good koozie to keep your juice nice and chill.

That looks about right.

I don’t need any unnecessary interruptions or lawsuits.

OMG! What the hoobastank!

I leave for five seconds and some doo doo head tries to brick up my beverage.

I won’t stand for this.

I’m calling the home office.

Someone is going down for this incompetence.

Can you hear the pain and suffering my drink went through?

Can you?

The therapy for exacerbating the claustrophobia alone….. will bankrupt you.

Now you hold on one doggone minute.

I DO NOT HAVE A DRINKING PROBLEM!!!

Do you hear that?

I’m drinking just fine. No problems at all.

(burp)

Wow! That was a good one. I’m ready for another.

Hey. What’s this?

I’ve seen models use these with powdered sugar on glass.

Ain’t nobody got time for that.

Now that right there hits the spot.

Did you get all that Mr. Home Office.

I’m fired?

Well. You can kiss my hiney.

Actually (hiccup), I’m using it now to keep balance.

You’re just gonna have to wait in line (hiccup) for kissing.

Too much fighting. I need another drink.

Not feeling good.

Can someone get me down?

Mommy? Daddy? I need a mouth diaper.

Three Times A Charm: PreK: Week 3/Day 9

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Listen…..I’m not going anywhere until I finish this final scene for the movie I’m making: “Die Hard: The Slow Way” (Sequel #6). At this point…Bruce Willis could just pick his teeth and I’m going to make money.

Okay….How is my hair?

Uh Oh! It’s those darn steps again.

Mommy! I told you I’m not ready yet.

Come on. You know you want to pick me up.

Just because you gave birth to me, doesn’t mean you’re done carrying me around.

Working Man Wednesday (PreK Day 7)

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The day started off in the usual way.

I was working on my going to school strut.

I’ve got a spring in my step and a groove in my move.

Here’s my cubby at school. Don’t be jealous!

THEN the work began.

My mommy picked me up at school and caught me in the kitchen working.

They called it occupational therapy. Then someone whispered something about collating papers tomorrow and calling it physical therapy.

Do I need to start a union?

I guess mommy thought working was a good idea.

She said I had to hold these cushions up with my back until she was

done washing the covers.

Now she’s making me go up the stairs to my room…..to take a nap.

“Hello lady, I need a little help here!”

Before I went to bed, I had to work on my farm magnets.

Then…….I had to work on covering up my dignity with my flashlight.

I’ve got a diaper on now, so it’s all good.

No napping until I do my “monsters in the closet” checking job.

I think my flashlight is dying.

Oh well. I guess I have to work for batteries now.

Totally “My Day” Tuesday! (PreK Day 6)

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Tuesday must be MY day. Last Tuesday I did something pretty cool walking into school. I walked past the school buses and saw a kid outside. I decided to make a new friend. When I tried to say “hi” he accidently fell over. I didn’t mean to push him. Mommy and Daddy thought it was funny. Mommy said I was making a political statement. I’m not sure what she’s talking about. I like plastic people. Some of the best hugs I’ve ever gotten were from women who had some work done.

Anyway…….This is where my 2nd great Tuesday begins.

I’m actually excited to get to the van.

I tried to get in the back where I usually ride, but mommy was taking pictures and said she couldn’t show me getting into the trunk.

“Okay mommy. I’ll play along.”

Here I am……ready to do amazing things like……say “SQUARE” in class today. I didn’t even say it to a kid to be mean. I was actually saying it to a shape. I don’t know if you think that’s cool or not, but it is. It is!