Tonight we watched (in high def, no less) The Westminster Kennel Club Dog Show together as a family. Ricky Bobby shouted out the breed of each dog before the announcers and then would go back to reading his book about Martin van Buren. (Dogs and Presidents... that's his thing right now and sometimes it's the dogs as Presidents, like when he draws a picture of dogs signing the Declaration of Independence. True story.) You see, oddly enough, this ain't his first dog show so to speak. Every Saturday morning the boys get up and watch the dog shows on Animal Planet while we try to grab a few more minutes of precious sleep. Anyway, Plumberboy was falling asleep in the rocking chair while Ricky Bobby chanted "Let's go, Japanese Chin!" only to later be consoled by Crabman when the poodle won out over the chihuahua. Even I was awestruck by the randomness of the situation. Well, that and the fact that we'd rather watch a dog show than follow the Alabama basketball game.
PS-- I didn't dare let the kids stay up to see the end but luckily I was prepared and already knew who won the Best in Show. Good night!
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Have you ever seen the movie Best In Show? It's so funny. I know that has nothing to do with what you wrote, but it just made me think of that movie.
I love this. I bet it's cute to hear Ricky Bobby say all that. You must scan that drawing of his.
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