Sho'nuff Funny

Over MLK weekend, my brother and sister (and their families) came for a visit; and since January is monsoon season here in Georgia, we rented a couple of movies to help entertain us - one of them being Paranormal Activity.

Horror movies really aren't my thing. However, the sasquatch absolutely adores them and monkey has recently shown interest in them; so I watch them to monitor what's seen and lay down the law on what they're exposed to. So to have my prescreen viewing, we threw all the kids down in the dungeon game room, and the adults curled up for some horror time.

I was completely chagrined the moment the movie started. To say that it was a low budget flick would be kind and the directing was really quite sad. Unfortunately, since we were entertaining, the Franklins could not evoke our 15 minute rule. This rule states should a movie be so impossibly frustrating, boring, stupid, or deplorable we shall not waste 2 hours of our lives on said movie. So I hunkered down & prepared to have the life sucked out of me.

During the course of the movie, which really didn't turn out to be all that bad (I say this because I know it could have been so much worse-- because... I have seen the Grudge) I decided this was in no way a movie Isaiah could see. He for sure would have his 12 year old booty in the bed with us for eternity.

Never have I been so certain I made the right decision as I was the following day.

Company was gone, Colby had gone to his girlfriend’s house, and Lee and I were watching TV when Izzy came flying out of the bathroom with his pants down - quite flustered- saying "I was wiping (my behind) and I heard someone in the bathroom say my name!"

Now he walks around w/ his head lamp and a baseball bat… just in case.