Step 1: When your relatives walk through the door, nonchalantly take each one of their pictures with your digital camera.
Step 2: Quickly print each picture with your cheap, little photo printer, being very careful not to tell them why you are doing this, lest they try to escape.
Step 3: Feed them well so that they are too full to run.
Step 4: Quietly clean the dinner mess off of the kitchen table.
Step 5: Wake them all up from their after-dinner naps and drag them kicking and screaming back to the kitchen table.
Step 6: Get out all your scrapbooking stuff.
Step 7: Force them to make their own pages.
Step 8: Enjoy your completed scrapbook.
We get to go the fish hatcheries! Yay!
Pretty sly for a white guy.
Hey kids, stay in school!
You guys don't have a leg to stand on...except for that guy.
Don't be koi with me.
And I'm your #1.
I know you are afraid that your offspring will be butt-ugly. I mean, just look at the two of you:
You said that you guys were going to discuss it. I know, when you were little, we never actually sat down and had "the talk", but, Honey, no one ever got pregnant discussing it.
So, in closing, I want a grandbaby. A real one. I don't care if it's a boy or a girl. I don't care if it has brown hair, red hair, or blonde hair. I don't care if it has brown eyes, blue eyes, or green eyes. I just don't want it to lift its leg when it pees.
