The thing is, I'm usually only strapped with solo parent duty for a day or two on those occasions when Jenny goes out of town for a few days. One of the blessings of living in lovely
Upper Mexico Texas is that we are always close to relatives. Grandparents, more specifically.
Whenever Jenny leaves town I can count on a call or email from Mama Mia -- usually before Jenny's even boarded the plane -- volunteering for Tate duty for anywhere from an afternoon to as long as Jenny's gone. This is the very definition of a win-win scenario. This week Tate is celebrating the birthday of his great grandmother, Mama June, my favorite Republican.
So as it stands today, I'm going to be able to watch all the playoff football I want without worrying about having to shoehorn Dora the Explorer into the second and third quarters.
I had Tate by myself on Thursday night and only saw about half of the BCS National Championship game. I spent the other half watching Dora fend off Swiper, which, as it turns out, was probably a more competitive contest anyway.
Sorry, Longhorn fans. I was pulling for you guys.
Anyway, since I don't have much in the way of Tater shenanigans to report on, and since I still don't feel like getting all political up in here -- all things considered, Obama's doing a remarkably average job -- I thought I'd leave you with a silly video.
Sometimes it's just fun to yell.