Brain buckets.

I mentioned this in passing in this week’s TMQ thread, but for all of those who don’t read it: my sister has a new post up at the Park City Snowmamas site.

Why you should wear a f–king helmet when skiing or snowboarding or engaged in other activities of that ilk.

Of course, that’s just my paraphrase of what she’s actually saying. My sister never uses the word “f–k” in conversation. Except for maybe when one of her boys tries to sneak a box of Pop-Tarts or a case of Monster energy drink into the house….

2 Responses to “Brain buckets.”

  1. Now I know what to get your nephews next Christmas…

  2. stainles says:

    Hey, they’re her kids, she gets to decide how to raise them, I ain’t going against her preferences on this stuff.

    (Though I did get the oldest boy, Mr. Pop-Tarts Smuggler, two boxes of organic free-range real fruit filled toaster pastries as a stocking stuffer. But that was more along the lines of teasing him.)