Sunday after church I cooked up a whole mess o’ meat. I browned three pounds of hamburger for future meals and then browned a small roast. All that browning made a fair amount of smoke. (The saying around here is, “If it’s smokey, Lauren’s cooking.) The sunlight was streaming through the smoke and Lloyd said, “Turn around. Ralph is jumping at dust fairies.”
Awww… remember when he used to do that? Let’s go back in time to see a 3-years-younger, much spryer baby Ralph jump around.
Now let’s watch his fatter self do the same thing. Please note that I am flicking dust up for him to catch. Once I saw he was jumping, I dusted the t.v. so he’d have some more stuff to chase. Our house is disgusting.
Whoa! He’s still got some smooth moves, like the ‘Over the Head’:
Or the ‘Reach Out in Front'”
But best of all, the ‘Walking on Sunshine’:
Nice job, old Ralph. I’ll try and burn more food for you on the next sunny day.