Adventures in Babysitting

Stories from the Olson family

Thursday, January 21, 2010

I heart Jason Olson

Reason #4,529 I love Jason Olson

Tonight as I'm tucking Jason into bed (this is not an exaggeration, summary, or paraphrase, names have been changed to protect the innocent)
"Mommy, I love you more than...chocolate brownies...with BACON on top!"

: )

Saturday, January 9, 2010

Cheetle?

I detest cheetos. I'm not sure from which plant the cheeto comes from, but whatever plant it is, I'm pretty sure I don't like it either, in fact, I know I don't like it. I have a list of 58 reasons not to like cheetos (sorry Frito-Lay).

There are many highly entertaining parts to Toy Story 2, but the most hilarious scence, and the one that epitomizes exactly why I'm so opposed to cheetos. Big Al, the morbidly obese toy store owner (proving beyone doubt that eating cheetos contributes to weight gain, laziness, and overall disgustingness), falls asleep watching television while snacking on said snack. He has cheetle (the orange, powdery residue left on your fingers after eating cheetos, this, by the way, is a real word) (BTW, "cheetle" is reason #2 I can't stand said snack) Anywho, back to the cheetle on his fingers, around his mouth, it's everywhere, Woody & the horse are trying to sneak out and the cheetos are everywhere (reason number 17 I detest them, they scatter & travel easily) as they're trying to escape, they step on one, and it crumbles everywhere. cheetos grind easily into all types of materials.

moral of the story: cheetos are bad, (just ask Big Al & Woody)