Mommy and Daddy took advantage of the ice storm we had on Monday night to bundle me up and hurl me around on the ice.
But not before they went plummeting down the driveway into on-coming traffic!
Here they are going down our driveway in the top of a dog crate. Does that make this a dog sled?
Notice how our neighbor joined in the fun?
Did I mention that these photos were taken while our house was on fire? No? Oh, well let me explain. My daddy put some chicken in the oven. He thought he set the dial to Warm but since the knob was broken, he wasn't sure. Low and behold, he had set it to 500. So, while my parents were doing this:
a little beeping noise was going off in the background.
"Does anyone hear a beeping sound?" our neighbor, Carl, asked.
"Yes," Daddy said.
"Oh 25-cent word! The house is on fire!" Mommy exclaimed.
We ran inside and saw smoke billowing out of the oven. Mommy and I went to the neighbor's house while Daddy cleaned up. But the house still smells stinky!
Anyway, back to our sledding fun!
Posted by Allessandria at February 26, 2003 02:56 PM