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My parents came up for the weekend to see our new place, and to spend time with Voldemort. Twas a good thing. And I kinda feel like we’ve gotten that first visit out of the way, so now we’re good for a while! Hooray!

Voldemort loved seeing his Grandaddy and De De (DeeDee? But that makes me think of “DEEDEE YOU IDIOT!” and then Im forced to walk around in a stupid fake accent pretending to be Dexter. hmm). He spent the first hour they were there, which was the hour he should really have been in bed, running around the room in circles and about every second lap he would come over and bury his face in my chair. He would then peek up just a little at them and grin, and then take off again.

the most entertaining part of the whole visit for me was watching my dad verbally try to extricate himself from sexist-ish comments that dont fit Brandus and I.

“And when the wife is making dinner…or the husband! The wife or the husband is making dinner…”

Heh.

The least entertaining parts were trying to get my mom to leave the cleaning alone. It’s our house. If I want those dishes to sit there, and Brandus wants those dishes to sit there, then dammit, LEAVE THEM THERE.

also, i find it rude to come into someone else’s house and clean their very clean bathroom that we had spent the last TWO DAYS cleaning obsessively. grr.

and then there were the weight comments (boo), the absolute delight in the kid (yay!), so really, we come down in the plus colomn for this visit.

Now, we just have to get Brandus’ parents down here, so we can go through that rite of passage.