Another night in TC and the world's your baby house!

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Another year has passed, and another awesome Fourth of July Weekend was spent up in TC at Casa de Testiclees and Family. I spent a lot of time playing with G-clan babies and catching up with their parents. It's the time of the year when everyone sits on the porch sipping beer, eats meat off of the barbeque and pretty much just makes time to see each other. Everyone...

except Stink Pants #5. *poo*

Yes, even though I told him a year in advance that he was supposed to be there, he couldn't. He had to babysit his workplace. Blah! To his credit though, he was supposed to work on Memorial Day weekend, and he traded that for Fourth of July so he could go to New York to spend a vacation with my family. Meh.

Anyway! Here are some pictures from the weekend so you all can enjoy the happiness! Please click for larger images!

Here you see Roar, son of the Professor and Hoochie Momma, enjoying the wonder that is the Frog Bobble-Headed Sprinkler (not pictured). I'm not kidding, this kid spent something like fifteen minutes in the cold shower of the sprinkler, and he loved every minutes of it. It was adorable!

Shhh! If we're quiet, we can observe a pack of G-clan babies, mesmerized by the mysterious glow of the DVD player, set up on a little stool in the kitchen. (Or DDD, as Peanut, son of Princess Testiclees and Bubbles Momma calls it.)

Here's a picture of Meow, Roar's sister, doing her evil baby smile face. Everytime you tell her to smile, she'll scruch her nose and squint her eyes. I thought this was just something she did, but Hoochie Momma swears that Roar did that too when he was her age. Hmm...

This is Butter, Peanut's sister, and Thing 3, son of The Father of the Things and Juggler Momma, in the background. Yet another two victims who fall prey to the dreaded DDD. I would've taken pictures of Thing 1 and Thing 2, but they spent a lot of time watching cartoons in the basement (plus they wouldn't let me hug them. I guess it's not "cool.")

Here's Wonka hanging out on the porch with his best friend, Mr. Rum and Diet Coke. He would've hung out with Mr. Vodka, but they haven't spoken ever since that fight they got in last year. Mr. Vodka knocked Wonka out in six rounds.

Here's Princess Pinoy and I singing our hearts out to Just a Gigilo. The Magic Mic is the most awesome thing to ever happen to a Filipino family. If your family doesn't have one, get it. You'll never regret it. No, seriously. It may cost $300, but hearing your relatives sing "Wake Me Up, Before You Go Go," "Chitty Chitty Bang Bang," and "Take My Breath Away" all in one afternoon is priceless. (There were other songs, but I can't remember them all.)

Here's Peanut with his hands on the Magic Mic, the most powerful, handheld, fun-filled kareoke machine known to man. Oh Magic Mic, fun for all ages, is there nothing you cannot do? This kid loved him some Magic Mic. We had to take it away from him because if we hadn't, he would've had too much fun and we would've had to take him to the hospital in a fit of hysterics.

And here they are, the Flippie Chicks. It really sucks when you randomly get a song you don't know, but there's always family to back you up.

We played with this thing in contest mode for four hours. Contest mode is when there are two teams and the Magic Mic will randomly choose three songs per team. It'll score how well you sang out of 100 for each song, and the team with the highest score wins! People tell me I know a lot of songs. If that were true I would've owned the Magic Mic contest mode. What is true, is that I know a lot of non-pop songs. That's where Bubbles Momma and Hoochie Momma rule. Plus, they have more crowd appeal.

All in all, I had a blast and I'm really sad it's over now. I'm even more sad that Stink Pants couldn't be there, because he would've loved it. Ah well, there's always next year. *hint hint*