Just because I was lazy last night and didn’t feel like posting. Eh, it happens. Just a few pics from yesterday (70 degrees!) and today up in Springfield, MA at some museumzzzz and stuff. Uncle John went with us to see the sights. After we finished with the museum, we had a snack outside. John and I are trying to learn Russian for our trip in October, so we practiced while Jack ate cold pizza out of the back of the car. It’s funny because Jack inadvertently keeps picking up phrases as I listen to the CD’s and he’s way quicker at memorizing!
me: John, watch this. Hey Jack? What does Razrizveetsyay mean?
Jack: Excuse me. Like when you need to get by someone.
me: What about Presteetyay?
Jack: Excuse me.
John: Huh?
me: What kind Jack.
Jack: When you want to get someone’s attention.
me: See? He’s good!
John: I don’t even know those words yet!
Jack: Uncle John, shouldn’t you learn some Russian since you’re going to Russia?
me: Ha! Good one Jack.
We had a lot of fun, but today was so damn windy and cold. I can’t believe tomorrow is the first day of Spring. And just a little tidbit for those who care. Tonight is the night of the SUPER moon. It’s the closest it’s been to Earth in 18 years. I’m a sky geek. So yeah, go outside and see if it’s clear enough to see.
And now some pics! And some sh*t!
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I don’t know how to leave captions on the video yet, but the museum pics are pretty obvious. The 70-degree pics are the ones with shorts in them. The weird light pic is me at a Sinbad show. I thought I was video taping, but was just moving the camera around in the dark with one exposure. Sigh. Jack says: Mom, do you have to go to EVERY concert that you hear about? Hmmm. Have to think about that one Jack. The the one with Jack wearing tie-dye is at his school World Expo thingy. They had bagpipes and a kid did flips off the stage. Need I say more. Dennis is still feeling the effects of the “worldly” food that was supplied.
Sh*t My 18-Year-Old Says 
