Juli & Co.

So the other night we were leaving El Fenix, after having dinner with my family, and as we were walking out to the car we passed by two girls who were standing outside smoking cigarettes. Luke looked at them and pointed and started calling them "choo-choo heads". He was laughing and saying "you're a choo-choo head!"

I tried to shush Luke and hurry him by, so it wasn't until I got to the car that I realized what he was saying. I asked him why he said that and he said because they had smoke coming out of their heads. Haha! This kid seriously cracks me up with the things that come out of his mouth. I bet those two girls enjoyed being made fun of by a 3 year old.

Seriously. Why am I so obsessed with my blogger template? Why do I so feel compelled to stay up until all hours of the night scouring the internet for the best blogger template ever? What is wrong with me?

I'm done.  D-O-N-E.

I still hate it, by the way.

So who do you think found a "real" motorcycle tonight?  And not just a "real" motorcycle, but a blue "real" motorcycle?  Uh-huh, that's right.  Found it at Wal-Mart for just $49!



Well...it's not actually a real motorcycle.  It's more of a 3-wheeler electric scooter that just happens to sorta/kinda look like a "real" motorcycle if you turn your head and squint real hard.   So what if it only goes 2mph?   

So my Santa confidence has been renewed and now I just have to find a "real" motorcycle helmet.  I found this one online at Walmart.  I now just have to search the city for a Wal-Mart that carries it in store.


And then if I can just find a "real" motorcyle suit, we will have everything checked off the list.  I thought this whole "getting your kid what they want from Santa gig" was supposed to still be easy at 3 years old.  Why couldn't he have just asked for a football?  I guess that's just what makes Lukey Lukey.  I love him and his craziness.