To Grandmother's House We Go Page #2

Hey, girls, come back!

Hey!

Freeze it, babes!

March your twin behinds

back into your twin beds.

You've been to the bathroom,

you've brushed all your teeth...

...you've had your drink of water,

you've had your story...

...you've been tucked in,

you tried to make a break for it.

You've done everything but stay

in bed with your eyes closed.

Now, scoot.

I'm gonna sleep in Julie's bed.

Okay, okay.

It's not fair. There's two of you,

there ought to be two of me.

Why don't we get a daddy?

Well, I wish I could just run down

to Daddies "R" Us and pick one up...

...but it's just not that easy.

You could talk to Santa Claus.

Right.

I'll tell Santa to bring me a husband.

Or at least a boyfriend.

Listen, I go on as many dates

as the two of you.

So....

So there.

I love you.

And I love you.

-I love you.

-I love you bigger.

Good night, ladies.

Go to sleep now.

Why do you always have to win?

Because I'm a winner.

Frosty looks sick.

We gotta make his head bigger.

Mommy, we need more snow.

The weatherman said that's all

we're gonna get. Sorry, sweetie.

No snow for Christmas? What a rip-off.

Mister, you killed our snowman!

I don't see any snowman.

That's because you killed him.

Right. He doesn't look too good.

But it's 65 degrees out here.

He would've been a puddle by noon.

We're telling.

No, please don't tell,

because I'll get in trouble.

That's the idea.

-Mommy! Mommy!

-Mommy! Mommy!

What's wrong?

-That man killed Frosty.

-That man killed Frosty.

Rhonda, you're a mommy?

I got a package for you.

I'll be right down.

When my mom gets here,

you are gonna get it.

I can't believe it. Sludgee-babe's a mom.

A real mom who could get

you in big trouble.

-Hello, Eddie.

-Make him go to his room.

If you send me to my room...

...then you won't get your package.

Sounds like a present.

Girls, it's from Edgemont...

...from your Great-Grandma Mimi.

Let's see what's inside.

"Dear Sarah and Julie...

...I love you lots and miss you bunches.

Come visit me for Christmas.

We're having a big carnival.

Love, Grandma Mimi."

-Can we go?

-Yeah, Mommy, let's go.

Come on, Mom, we gotta go.

There's a carnival and everything.

Girls, I'm sorry, but we're not

going anywhere on Christmas.

Why not?

Because I said so.

Don't you hate it when your mommy

answers like that?

Eddie, nobody asked.

-I hope it's the Princess Penny doll.

-Girls...

-...can't you wait till Christmas morning?

-No.

Gee whiz.

They're like piranhas, aren't they?

Sign right here.

You know, Rhonda, you never mentioned

your little roommates.

-You got a problem with kids?

-No. No, kids are great...

...after they're all grown up.

Look what we got.

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