Roof-E-OOOoooo . . .

Right. So, I was asked by Jim (in a previous post) to recount the details of Stephanie's Tuesday Husband . . .

First of all, this kid is positively adorable and I'd love to have him in my tribe any day (especially Tuesdays. Those are Hell days. Badbad. Anyway. The kid is glued to Stephanie's hip (or sitting on her lap) from the second he arrives at camp every day. (For the record, it's adorable.) :o) So Aaron (or BIL, as I call him - stands for Brother-In-Law, since Stephanie and I are twins, and all . . . *ask me if you don't know and actually care* it's really cute - he figured out what BIL stands for and now he calls me SIL . . . awwww . . .) has been pestering Roofio all morning (imagine that - boys!) and (apparently in response to a threat made by his wife) comes up to Stephanie and says, "Bring it on, Roof-E-Ooo (not quite to the same effect that Jim originally demonstrated - not nearly as elongated with the Oooos, nor did BIL have the same O-Face that Jim displayed -- **Most definitely a good thing** -- but there was definitely a distinct difference between BIL's Roof-E-Ooo and Roofio.

It made me laugh, and I immediately ran out to the kickball game to let Jimbo know. Jim came running back in to verify with Stephanie, and then went on to say how he could picture the kid one day using the full Roof-E-OOOoooooo . . . I'm pretty sure Stephanie was disturbed by the whole encounter. Know I would've been.

Stephanie, please feel free to comment on the situation, from your perspective.

That's all for now. Over and out--

--Counselor Kelly-- :o)