2, 4, 6, 8, Who Do We Appreciate?

Things around here were a little wacky last week since my parents were visiting all week. They live about 5 hours away, so this was a special treat. Dad has a new job that is based out of Huntsville, so hopefully they will get to be up here more, but he will still be in LA {that's Lower Alabama, out of state friends} for the majority of the time.

I've been getting the nudge for quite some time now. You know the one, I'm sure.
The gentle reminders to take my CRAP high school memorabilia from my parents' house. The thing is, I have no use for it and it's rightful home is in that high school house.
That's my theory and I'm sticking to it.
Unfortunately, it didn't fly.

When my parents got here, my dad made a huge production about some gifts he brought for the boys. This is how it went:

Big Daddy {Dad}: Boys, I have got a special present for y'all. One for EACH of you! Your mommy is going to love them, too! Do you want your special present?

Boys: YES! YES!! WE LOVE BIG DADDY!!

BD: I can teach you how to use them and you will get to use them a lot! They are so much fun to play with inside! {Really getting them riled up}

Boys: BIG DADDY IS THE GREATEST! BRING ON THE PRESENTS!

And this is what he pulled out:

Nice, huh?

I was laughing so hard that I didn't get any pictures at the time, but I took some this morning.

This is the main thing that those megaphones are good for- either these dunce cap wannabees or for sliding/ riding them across the floor.



Since I had mad cheering skillz {ha}, I tried to teach them how to yell into the megaphones, but this is what I see:

I think we'll have to work on football scholarships instead of cheerleading ones, but they really enjoy hearing other people yell in them. Especially my dad, who had lots of kind words about bringing my crapola back up to it's "rightful" home.

There is a huge bin in the garage full of corsages {why in the world would I save dead flowers??}, letterman jackets, pictures {that will surely make a few appearances here} and just junk, in general. I'm surprised there weren't any taped episodes of Fresh Prince of Bel Air or Saved by the Bell, but there were some videos, so we'll have to see what's on there. Maybe I'll get lucky and have a 90210 season finale!

So, I have finally, officially and completely moved out of my parents' house at age 31.
Or been kicked out- whatever your take is.

Where are your worthy and meaningful things from high school?
Have your parents given them the boot, yet?
And what do you do with all this stuff?