a is for andrew

so lasterday i got to meet one of mom and dad's friends, apparently he knew mom way back when i was still not yet, so i hadn't met him. he seems pretty cool, but my mom still kicked his butt at wii boxing. oh, here i am helping him take down some directions to another one of his friends...

he apparently lives way way far away in a mythical land known as florida, where there are castles and talking mice and faerie princesses and thrips (yeah, right. i may be young but not so young as to still believe in thrips.)
anyway, apparently he thinks i am pretty cool too, cause he said that i am a total chick magnet...i tried to tell him girls think it's adorable when you drool, shriek and bat at them, but he prolly can't get away with that anymore. and it may even invoke a restraining order...
some moves are just better left to the professionals.
well, all for now.
i'm tired so i guess it's as good a time as any for bed time...