Saturday, Mr. Perfect got a call from Drama Queen to inform us that Game Boy was about to be asked to the final dance of the school year and we needed to get him out of the house. That proved to be harder than you might think. First, we had to wait for her signal. We waited about an hour. When it came, Game Boy was a bit tuckered out from planting tomatoes and helping in the yard. The conversation went something like this:
Mr. Perfect: Hey, want to go with me to Lowe's and get a sprinkler head?
Game Boy: (after a blank stare) No, not really.
Mr. Perfect: No? Come one. It'll be fun.
Game Boy: (after another blank stare) No, not really.
Most Happy Girl: Well, I need some stuff for dinner tomorrow. Could you go to Walmart and Harmons? Want to go with Dad to Walmart and Harmons?
Game Boy: (blank stare) No, not really.
Mr. Perfect: Well, come on. We're going to Walmart and Harmons.
Game Boy gave both of us another blank stare and left with Mr. Perfect. The girls came (Drama Queen's friend, Next Stop-BYU, was the asker). In his bedroom, they hung up streamers and a sign. (Unfortunately, I did not think of capturing the action on the camera. I still haven't taken a picture of the room [yes, it's almost all still there].) They put streamers on his door and moved the car so that it couldn't be seen, awaiting word from us that Game Boy had found his surprise.
When the guys got home, we stood in the kitchen for about five minutes talking. Game Boy told me that Drama Queen had texted "like" ten times, telling him to take a shower. (Okay, for the record, he doesn't overuse "like", but he really did say it this time.) He was starting to get a bit suspicious, but not sure as to why. It was kind of funny, because he had his back to the stairs, which provided a perfect view of his bedroom door. All he had to do was turn around and look up the stairs, and all would have been revealed to him. I finally told him, "Well, you'd better go take a shower, then." He started up the stairs with his head down, and it wasn't until he was actually standing in front of his door that he looked up.
This is what we heard, "Oh." The next thing we heard was ripping crate paper (they'd braided the streamers and taped them to the door frame). Then came Game Boy back down the stairs to ask "Okay, how do I say yes?" That was the easy part. Much easier that getting him out of the house or to go up stairs and look at his room. He grabbed the still-over-half-full bag of confetti, went out to the driveway where Drama Queen and Next Stop-BYU were waiting in Drama Queen's car for him to come out. He dumped most of the confetti on Next Stop-BYU (see the pictures below). I think it was the fastest shower Game Boy has ever taken.
The kids all had a great time. (Yeah, you can tell they're all drama kids, can't you.)
Mr. Perfect: Hey, want to go with me to Lowe's and get a sprinkler head?
Game Boy: (after a blank stare) No, not really.
Mr. Perfect: No? Come one. It'll be fun.
Game Boy: (after another blank stare) No, not really.
Most Happy Girl: Well, I need some stuff for dinner tomorrow. Could you go to Walmart and Harmons? Want to go with Dad to Walmart and Harmons?
Game Boy: (blank stare) No, not really.
Mr. Perfect: Well, come on. We're going to Walmart and Harmons.
Game Boy gave both of us another blank stare and left with Mr. Perfect. The girls came (Drama Queen's friend, Next Stop-BYU, was the asker). In his bedroom, they hung up streamers and a sign. (Unfortunately, I did not think of capturing the action on the camera. I still haven't taken a picture of the room [yes, it's almost all still there].) They put streamers on his door and moved the car so that it couldn't be seen, awaiting word from us that Game Boy had found his surprise.
When the guys got home, we stood in the kitchen for about five minutes talking. Game Boy told me that Drama Queen had texted "like" ten times, telling him to take a shower. (Okay, for the record, he doesn't overuse "like", but he really did say it this time.) He was starting to get a bit suspicious, but not sure as to why. It was kind of funny, because he had his back to the stairs, which provided a perfect view of his bedroom door. All he had to do was turn around and look up the stairs, and all would have been revealed to him. I finally told him, "Well, you'd better go take a shower, then." He started up the stairs with his head down, and it wasn't until he was actually standing in front of his door that he looked up.
This is what we heard, "Oh." The next thing we heard was ripping crate paper (they'd braided the streamers and taped them to the door frame). Then came Game Boy back down the stairs to ask "Okay, how do I say yes?" That was the easy part. Much easier that getting him out of the house or to go up stairs and look at his room. He grabbed the still-over-half-full bag of confetti, went out to the driveway where Drama Queen and Next Stop-BYU were waiting in Drama Queen's car for him to come out. He dumped most of the confetti on Next Stop-BYU (see the pictures below). I think it was the fastest shower Game Boy has ever taken.
The kids all had a great time. (Yeah, you can tell they're all drama kids, can't you.)
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