Entries by Marty's Mom (MM)

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Fibbs hiding spot

Oh hai.  I didn’t see you dere.  I was finkin dis is my secret hiding spot.   I guess I need to find anudder one.  Or maybe you will just fink I find anudder one, but I will still be here.  Oh wait, I shouldn’t hab said dat out loud.  I hab said too much.

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Louisiana Bizness

We now hab bizness skillz for Louisiama! On a recent bisit dere to check out bizness fings, I took some time and participated in a big parade in New Orleams. They were playing music and singing about donuts. At least I was. Wimbley saw dis swamp on our way to bisit the city hall, but […]

TV time

Late night channel surfing with dad. 6.24.13

A song

Earlier tonight Martin said “if I was to sing you a song, this is what it would look like”

The Alchemyst

“OK,” Josh said evenly, “I’ve seen men made of mud, I guess I can accept spying rats. Do they talk?” he wondered aloud. Don’t be ridiculous,” Flamel snapped, “They’re rats.” Josh really didn’t think it was a ridiculous suggestion.” ? Michael Scott, The Alchemyst  

Marty’s Pen

He asked for a pen. Guess he has some letters to write. 6.19.2013 Tomorrow I suppose he’ll want some stamps.