The Pitter Patter Of Little Feets

Above me right now, not in the future. Well, yes in the future, but not in the near future. Like, 12 years down the road.

So, I finally have some time to spare, though I am extremely tired today for reasons that are unknown to me. Lots of developments in Kellyville over the past week! First of all, our family names for this session are the Fantastic Four: Mr. Fantastic, the Thing, the Invisible Woman, and the Human Torch. Of course, Koko Fantastic would have sounded the best (and is still true), though I am Koko Torch. AND, guess who chose to be in a family with me? Yep, Booba. Funny thing, since between sessions there was some serious drama that I don't really care to go into right now...but I'll give you the Spark Notes: I made out with Booba, but it wasn't very glamorous. In fact, it sucked. Not the kissing, the way everything played out. Here's the long of it - so, the fête in Siradan was on Sunday evening (Leah arrived on Sunday morning right after the bus left to take the kids to Toulouse), and we were all filled up with yummy Jumbalya before starting to intoxicate ourselves with sangria and vodka. It was pretty much set that I was going to makeout with Booba; everyone knew it and I thought it was going to be a totally easy feat. No problem, Koko thought to herself. (Plus, when one is not sober, it is easier to unabashedly complete the tasks - like such - at hand.) I needed to accomplish my goal. We walked to Siradan around 11pm (it takes about 30 minutes to walk there) and arrived around 11:45pm. (Luckily we had flashlights or we probably would have died.) Immediately, Leah and I had to pee. We saw some public bathrooms signs near the fête entrance (amaing since public bathrooms are virtually unknown in Europe) and couldn't find them, so I asked a man (in really broken French) where the toliets were...I ended up poking him in the eye. Oops. I am such an idiot. Finally, we found Raven (a really super cool Daily Life counselor) and asked her where the bathrooms were. She told us they were in the mayor's house (you see, in each village, there is a house labelled "Mairie" where the mayor lives...there is even one in Thèbe), so without a second thought, Leah and I trucked it over to the mayor's house (the front door was cracked, so we thought that public toliets in there could have been a possibility) and tried every single one of the doors inside until I came upon a person watching TV in their living room. Oops again. Not the best night for Koko, folks. We quickly walked out of the house as all the lights went on...I don't think they were very happy with us. Needless to say, we peed behind a tree on the main road. (Disclaimer: There was no where else to go and we had to go bad!) Okay, so inital drama, done. Then, the night proceeded as follows: Koko dances stupidly, goes to the bathroom a million times, asks Booba to makeout with her, gets a strange answer in broken English like "no, but, uh, there is a (uh) difference between a friend and a girlfriend."

Okay, more later, I have to eat dinner...but it's not as if I haven't had too many brownies already today! Oh the suspense!