Rib Fest

This morning Mom left us boys alone in the house for a bit. Now, you may not know this, but my mom is seriously overprotective. Like, seriously. She also has no life outside of me (and can you blame her?!). So, a combination of three two things has resulted in her only leaving me a few times to go to the dentist or run to the store. I mean, I love the lady, but goodness!!  Enough is enough already!!  Dad and I were both happy that she gave us some alone time while she went to boring garage sales. Dad?  Now that guy sure knows how to have fun!  He laid my toy boxes over and let me pull everything out. That's true love right there.

I decided to climb on in to make sure there were no toys hiding in the far corners of the box. 

We also played the guitar together. He could use some practice. But, man, did I sound good...

Later on we went to Rib Fest. "What is 'Rib Fest'?" you ask... Basically, it's a bunch of country lovin' carnivores getting together and eating enough meat to make T-Rex nervous. 

I rest my case. 

On the bright side, I got to enjoy a pepsi. Funny, it reminds me a lot of plastic. I don't know what possesses people to chew on this.

We were also able to enjoy the musical stylings of Phil Vassar. I don't really remember much of his show...

Since I'm a male, I find burping to be the funniest sound one can make (aside from a toot, that is). I usually pride myself on being a serious person, so I'm not very free with my laughs. It irritates me when someone makes me use energy to laugh, so I sure paid Dad back in the end!