This words for this week are PENULTIMATE (next to last) and ENTRANCE. I formerly thought that penultimate meant not quite the ultimate, so this was a week for me to learn a new word!
I have been blessed with 4 sons:
By dictionary definition, son#3 is my penultimate son.
He’s not sure he likes that moniker, but it’s my blog and I’m pretty sure it doesn’t constitute future therapy sessions.
Here to make his official entrance is my penultimate son, Humorous-Juniorous. He earned that name by nature of his sharp wit and uncanny resemblance to his father. Some would call it a spittin’ image. His quick mind and sense of humor blend together in such a way that he comes up with some real zingers.
H-J plays the flute and is a voracious reader.
He also loves Nintendo.
Forget “Cheese” … just say Wii™!!
Wondering why he is called Humorous-Juniorous??
This photo was admittedly taken more than 2 years ago, but it is such a cute picture of H-J that I wanted to add it to this post. Because I’m his mom. UPDATE: Moo commented that I didn’t have an entrance submission. She is sort of right…and in deference to her, I give you this lovely door, which was an entrance to the girls’ weekend abode: