Sunday, September 2, 2007

What happens when Eric Saunders Jr. is involved in "helping" me fry chicken for Sunday dinner? Rather than explain I submit the following...be warned ladies, it isn't pretty.
First off take note of the hand with the flour leaving the grasp at a high rate of speed toward Shelby's face...
Mmhmm...coincidence? I think not!
I don't recall giving birth to a Japanese girl in kabuki makeup.
Has he no decency?! Not even the baby was safe!
Ahh sweet retribution!

8 comments:

Nancy S. said...

Well I guess if you have to cook on Sunday you need to have a little fun doing it. It looks like you guys had a blast.

I wonder who the lucky one was that got to clean up the mess.

Judy said...

What fun..I know it was messy but the memories will be grand..Ours are of watermelon!!

Queen of Foo Foo said...

That is so cute Sheila. looks like everyone enjoyed preparing Sunday dinner.

Southern Sweets said...

Remind me to never host Sunday lunch at my house! LOL! I'd just make Jason clean it up... looks like it was a fun day though.

Brewton Girl said...

What a hoot!

AmyWhit said...

Eric should know by now that what goes around, comes around. LOL.

The best memory I have in the kitchen is when my mom waxed the no-wax floor...and dad figured out why you don't wax. Cracks me up to this day whenever I think about it. I think it was the sour cream that went flying!

Anonymous said...

Hey he deserves worse! GET HIM GIRLS!

Anonymous said...

I should have aske---who cleaned up????