Mr. B. is nine

Posted on February 24, 2009 | Comments Off on Mr. B. is nine

Just think, nine more years and I won’t have to get up early… Meanwhile, he opened his first present: a new batting helmet for his spring season with the Grasshoppers. Maybe it can break his hitting slump. More tonight when Mrs. Charm makes cowboy hamburgers, etc.

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0 responses to “Mr. B. is nine”

  1. SnoopyTheGoon's avatar SnoopyTheGoon | February 24, 2009 at 7:53 am |

    Congrats. And bon appetit!

  2. Scott's avatar Scott | February 24, 2009 at 8:25 am |

    Get him a car and a learner’s permit, and you can cut three years off that “getting up early” business.

  3. Dick Stanley's avatar Dick Stanley | February 24, 2009 at 9:38 am |

    Got to wait until, what, sixteen, for the learner’s permit? I’m surprised neither of you asked about the cowboy hamburgers. Bet you wondered where all the cowboys have gone, though, eh?

  4. ETat's avatar ETat | February 24, 2009 at 7:27 pm |

    what’s cowboy hamburgers?
    [and congrats, of course!]

  5. Dick Stanley's avatar Dick Stanley | February 24, 2009 at 8:59 pm |

    Not really shank of cowboy. Just hamburger with lots of spices. Some rather hot ones.