To Grandmother's House We Go Page #3

Oh, girls, aren't those pretty?

I bet Grandma Mimi made them.

No money.

Well, I gotta roll.

Kids, huh? Boy.

See you, Rhonda.

Eddie, this is the first time

you didn't hit on me.

-I gotta go.

-Come on, girls.

Stacey will watch you while I'm at work.

Girls.

That was for killing Frosty.

Napkins in your laps.

Tell Stacey thank you for the brownies.

-Thank you.

-Thank you.

Now, don't make a mess.

May I help you, Barney?

Don't even think about it.

Look, Matthew's up.

Hi, baby.

-Look.

-Oh, Stace, he's gotten so big.

Hey.

Hey, are you feeling okay?

You don't look so hot.

Nobody looks good in these things.

Come on, Rhonda.

I mean, we tell each other everything.

What's up?

Oh, Stace.

I couldn't tell the girls

I have to work Christmas Day.

Maybe I'll take them with me.

What's more fun than spending Christmas

at a convenience store?

We can hang tinsel

on the Sludgee machine.

-Barney!

-Oh, no.

-What now? Girls!

-Barney!

Come back with my brownie.

-Stop that dog! He's getting slobber on it.

-Girls. Look at this mess.

Barney ate my brownie!

Mine's in his mouth.

Do you have any more?

No, that was the last one.

-Get him!

-Get him!

Girls, don't break anything.

-He's getting away!

-Grab his tail.

-I'm sorry.

-Don't worry about it. You go to work.

-I'll clean that up.

-No, that's okay. I got it.

I'll bring you back some milk too.

This just never stops.

It's, "Girls, eat your dinner.

Girls, get in the bath, get out of the bath.

Girls, go to sleep.

I mean it, girls, go to sleep."

Every time I turn around, Sarah and Julie

are into some kind of trouble.

You know, you need a vacation.

I would love a vacation.

Sometimes, Sarah and Julie

are such a handful.

All I want for Christmas is just

a couple of days by myself.

No girls, no Sludgees, no nothing.

Julie, come here.

-You'll be okay.

-We made Mommy cry.

That's because we're a handful.

Bye, girls. I'm going to work.

Please stay out of trouble,

at least until I get back.

Here are my keys, Stace,

in case they need more toys.

-Okay.

-Bye, Rhonda.

-Bye, Mommy.

-I gotta feed the baby, okay?

Mommy wants a vacation from us.

We could go to Grandma Mimi's house

for Christmas.

Good idea. Let's do it.

How do we get to Grandma's house?

Do I have to think of everything?

Now, come on.

Don't forget some clean underwear.

Switch.

I'll leave Mommy's presents here.

Let's go, Julie.

Grandma, here we come.

On your mark, get set, we're out of here.

See you later.

Where are you going?

-Grandma lives this way.

-No, Grandma lives this way.

-You'll be sorry.

-No, you'll be sorry.

No, you'll be sorry.

Okay, big shot,

I'll call you from Grandma's.

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