Happy Thanksgiving kids! (Just got that one in under the wire here!)

Here's the update:

• Becky got a non-verbal form of discipline from the state police on our way to my Dad's... Though not in the form of a ticket, but rather in the form of a stern finger wag. (Only in Indiana can you get comedy like that from the state policemen when you're doin' 90 on the interstate)
• I got pooped on by a puppy today.
• I beat the newest Mortal Kombat game in under an hour... (Because I'm a champion)
• Tomorrow I will go to my first casino EVER.
• I am friends with Turd Ferguson.
• I had homemade dressing, and life is good!

Here are a couple of quotes that I can recall now:

QOTD
11.23.04 -
Dad: "Golly, I ate so much I feel like I'm pregnant!"
Grandma T. : "Yeah, well, you look like you're pregnant too!"

11.24.04 -(in response to the above comment)
Grandma: "What, um, I mean... I don't know what I'm talking about..."
Becky: "Yeah Grandma, way to use the 'Where am I? ... I'm old, I don't know what's going on' defense!"

(QUALITY!)

11.25.04 - "Well, we were at the concert, and there was this 30 year old lady behind us, and quite frankly we couldn't tell if she was hitting on me or on Emma, but after she did that I was like 'I don't care who you were just hitting on, that was so awesome that I'll still make out with you right now!" ~Cole (the 30 yr old woman taught him the "double whammy")