Camp Papa Postcard Classics: We've got it made.

Dear Mom, 

When you wake up at Grandpa's house, he wants you to make up your bed before you do anything else. Even before you go to use the potty or even brush your teeth! Grandpa also has a lot of rules about how he wants the bed to look. And we know that's true because he didn't like the way we did it. 

Mom? Don't tell Grandpa this but me and Isaiah figured out that if we ask Grandpa to SHOW us how to do it, next thing you know it's done. So every day we ask him to teach us. Then all that's left for us is to put the pillows back on top.

When Grandpa was showing us how to fix the bed, he said that the problem with how people make the beds these days is that they do a half-ass job. I asked him what half-ass meant and he said to ask you. But don't worry 'cause my brother said he knew what it meant.



Love,


Zachary, Age 7 3/4


P.S. You and Dad said you were going to write us pen-pal letters but so far it seems like you're doing a half-ass job.
 

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: Fixing up. . . well?

Dear Mom,

Grandpa always likes to show us off and take us to places where people say, "Oh, are theeeeese your graaaaandsons? They are soooo handsome!" And it's mostly okay except for when somebody tries to kiss us with a really slobbery kiss on the cheek. Or when they ask us if we have a girlfriend. Which, right now, we do NOT!

This time Grandpa got super-duper proud 'cause he took us to the Omega Psi Phi banquet and he brought Dad along, too. And since Dad is also in the Omegas, he had to get introduced to all those people, too. But don't worry, Mom--nobody tried to give him a really slobbery kiss or ask him about a girlfriend. Oh, but I did hear this one lady call him handsome but 'cept she was kind of older like Grandpa, okay?

Oh, and in case you're wondering why our dress-up shirts aren't tucked in, Grandpa said that's how you wear your shirt when your mom didn't pack you a belt and when your granddad didn't know that until it was too late. He said to show you this picture so you can know what it looks like when ol' Grandpa is over the dress-up clothes.

Even with our shirts out, though, that still didn't stop people from trying to give us slobbery kisses or ask us if we had a girlfriend. I was kind of hoping it would, though. But it didn't.


Love,


Isaiah age 9 and 1/4 (and Zachary age 7 and 3/4)

P.S. The next day we hung out all day just the guys. I like these outfits better than the dress-up ones. But don't tell Grandpa, okay? 

P.P.S. I really don't like slobbery kisses. But I might get a girlfriend one day if I meet somebody nice.

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: The Red-eye.

Dear Grandma,

We flew to California last night and this time Mom and Dad flew with  us. It was way past our bedtime when we left--like super late. Even past the time that the Cartoon Network channel switches over to Adult Swim with all those "mature" cartoons. Mom said it's called "the red-eye" airplane. That's because everybody is sleepy since it's late at night.

Grandma? There was this one man on the plane who had really, really red eyes even though he didn't seem sleepy. I know he wasn't because every time the airplane-helper-people walked past him he asked them to give him something to drink. But not like a Sprite or Fanta. I heard Dad whispering to Mom across the aisle. He told her, "That dude is lit." Zachary was asleep but I wasn't so I asked Mom what "lit" meant. She said to ask you.

Love,

Isaiah, age 9 and 1 month

P.S. Does it mean that he was, like, letting his light shine like they say at children's church? Or something else?

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: The Creeps.

 
Dear Mama,

I was real, real excited yesterday 'cause Grandpa said he was taking us to see Madagascar Five! And I was real happy when he said that because I didn't even remember seeing a commercial for that movie on Cartoon Network yet. 

When we got there it was really just a whole bunch of people in costumes just pretending like they were the movie but on a stage, Mama!I was a little bit about to cry. 

And then Isaiah said, "Zachary, It's Madagascar LIVE not Madagascar FIVE." He wasn't even nice about it, either.

Isaiah said he liked Madagascar LIVE. But it a little bit gave me the creeps. Especially the big man dressed like King Julian. He was the creepiest of all.

King Julian

Yuck.

Love, 

Zachary, Age 6 3/4

P.S. We are 'sposed to see Despicable Me 2 tomorrow. Can you please check to make sure it's the movie and not the creepy costume show? Thanks.

Camp Papa Postcard Classics: Some girls.

 

Dear Mama,

Yesterday Auntie JoLai took us to the pool with some new friends. Some of the friends were girls but some were boys. Mama, I don't know why but sometimes if girls are there I feel kind of funny in my tummy. And also I can't stop laughing or being silly. Isaiah kind of is the same way but 'cept he gets quiet and just smiles a lot. Even though he's not shy.

But it's only with some girls, Mama. Not all girls.

 

Like, not you, okay? Just some girls. Not all. Just some.

Love, 

Zachary, Age 6 and 3/4

P.S. I asked Auntie JoLai about why it makes my tummy feel tickly and she said to ask you. 

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