Um, yeah.
I've got drama going on, but it's just family fail. No one else has died (unless you count Brittany Murphy). There has been play-going and I took Ferf to his first RHPS. Bow down before my mad parenting skillz. Franknfurter totally picked Ferf out of the middle of the row and sat in his lap. I also paid a guy $5 to blow up his testicles in a coffee can with a firecracker. Good times, good times.