Joshua started kindergarten this past week and our little man is officially all grown up. Meanwhile, Hailey started her first day at pre-school.
A couple weekends ago we went to the animal shelter and adopted Bella, our new cat. She's really fun and the kids can't get enough of her... hence why she sleeps under the bed so much.
A visit to the McBee Farms Museum.
Hailey turned 4 on August 20th and she had a very fun swim party with family ad a few friends. The theme was a Princess party and boy did she get some fun Princess gifts. She was the belle of the ball and couldn't have been happier.
Then Daddy decided to take on Mama in boxing. Mama won by K.O. - David officially sucks at Wii.
Nerds Night Out. The Twilight gang stayed up until midnight partying like it was 1999 just to buy the fourth book. Then they dreamed about Edward and Bella all night - mostly Edward.
Now for the big news! - Stay tuned for the release of my new book: Daybreak. The story of Edouard and his Mexican Zombie family moving to Blythewood, South Carolina trying to fit in, when Edouard meets Mella (short for Marshmallow, heiress to the Stay-Puff Marshmallow fortune), her brains smell irresistible to Edouard and the unlikely pair fall in love. Here's a tantalizing snippet:
"Yes Mella, you must be careful, I am a real zombie and need to eat brains to live," said Edouard.
"When I saw you in class that day and smelled your brains for the first time, I had decided that I was going to kill the whole class just to eat your brains, they smelled that, how you say, yummy. I can only compare them to 100-year old butter beer for a wizard addicted to butter beer..."
"Hunh, is that from Harry Potter?" I asked.
"Uh? I don't know, but just trust me, your brains smell muy beuno. I sprung my plan into action - I was going to eat your brains right then and there, but by the time I stood up to sink my teeth into your skull, the class had already ended and you had gone. You see I am very slow, being a zombie and all," He concluded.
He gazed in into my eyes with his cloud-covered watery eyes and caressed the side of my face with a single finger as he finished his story. His touch was cool and captivating, well no, more like clammy and slightly sickening, since his skin was moist and seemed to be rotting off his bones. Just then his finger broke free off his hand and fell down my flannel shirt, coming to rest on my left breast. I jumped up and slapped him across his face as I exclaimed I was not that "type of girl" - though deep down his naughtiness exhilarated me. This was going to be the best way to get back at my parents for divorcing - I was in love with a Mexican zombie!
Copyright 2008. David Hatch. All rights reserved.
