Summer Break (Blogcation)

 Chance Victor and Diego Luis are here to let you know that Gregoropolis is taking a summer holiday for a couple of weeks.  We'll be back soon with more Sasha-Gregor adventures!

Sasha Wine?

 Emile has declared himself the official wine inspector of Gregoropolis.

Emile: Eet only stands to reason, n'est-ce pas?  'Oo knows more about wine zan ze French?

Louisette: Mais oui.

Today he's in the wine cellar, looking over Daddy Steve's latest purchases.

Emile: Well, at least 'e did not go to le magasin Trader Joe's zees time.

All zat dreadful, cheap 'ipster wine!

Louisette: Obviously your good taste and expertise are finally rubbing off on 'eem.

Emile: >Bouf!< California wine?!? 'Ow gauche!

Logan: I thought California wine was supposed to be really good.

Emile: Oh, eet's a fine place to grow lettuce and garlic, but wine? Non!

Katy: How did he get to be such a snob?

Logan: For a little guy, he has giant-size opinions.

Emile: Now zees ees an excellent French wine.  A very fine vintage!

Louisette: And look, eet even 'as ze Sasha logo--une marque de qualité!

Katy: It's very similar, yes.  But isn't the red circle supposed to be off center?

Logan: No worries; by the time Daddy Steve has finished off the bottle,

it will look off center to him!

A Nice Relaxing Walk

 

Nathan: Wow, Miguel and Marco, that was a great barbecue you guys put on!

Holly Belle: Yes, it was delicious.

Marco: Gracias, amigos

Miguel: It's all in the sauce!

Nathan: You know, we should all go on a little stroll.

A walk after dinner is always so relaxing.

Holly Belle: What a great idea!  I'll need to get my purse first.

Nathan: Purse?!?

Ten minutes later...

Nathan: Finally!  What do you have in there that's so important?

Holly Belle: Oh, you know, the usual stuff--lippy, compact, hankie, flashlight,

duct tape, 3-in-1 pocket multi tool, anti-zombie spray...

Dan Ryan: Good grief!

Holly Belle: Hey, a girl's got to be prepared for anything.

Nathan: Well, at least we're ready now.

Dan Ryan: Actually, I should use the bathroom first.

Marta: Oh, me too!

Meghan: And I need to change my shoes.

Charles: I should probably feed my frogs first.

Wendell: Maybe I should change my underwear.

Nathan: AAARRGGHH!

Thirty minutes later...

Holly Belle: Okay, we're all ready now.

Nathan: >Sigh<  I've lost interest.

Holly Belle: But Nathan, a walk after dinner is always so relaxing.

Meeting the New Boy VIII: Diego Luis

 

Pete Dakota: BR, BR, BR!

Benjamin Roy: What, Pete? What, Pete? What, Pete?

Pete: Chance is home from the Festival!

BR: That's not news; we were expecting him back.

Pete: He didn't come home alone!

BR: Whoa.  Now that's news.

Chance Victor: Hi, fellas.  This is our new brother Diego Luis!

Diego Luis: Hola, mis amigos.  Well, mis hermanos, now, I guess.

Chance: Daddy John adopted him from Aunt Florence.  

BR: Hi, I'm BR

Pete: And I'm Pete Dakota.  Welcome!

Diego Luis: Oh, er, ay Dios mío...

Chance: Okay, too much.  Just breathe.  It's all good.

Can I get you anything?

Diego: Well, could I have a shower?  And a change of clothes?

I feel like I've been wearing these for 50 years.

Chance: Of course.

A bit later...

Chance: Hi, there he is!  Feel better?

Diego: ¡Sí! That helped; I can do this.

Diego: But pobre de mi, these are the only other clothes I brought with me.

I have nothing else to wear.

Chance: That's okay.  I'm a model and I have tons of outfits.

I'll share.  I know they'll fit you.

Diego: ¡Gracias!

Chance: Did you have a chance to meet any of the other kids?

Diego: Well, I did meet a girl in the kitchen...

Diego: Hola, I am --

Uli: --Ach, too skinny!  I vill fatten you up.

Chance: Oh, yeah, that's Uli.

Diego: Then there was another girl...

Diego: Buenas días, señorita, I ---

Holly Belle: Enchanted, dear.

Be a pet and bring in those bags from the other room for me.

Chance: That sounds like Holly Belle.

After her, meeting everyone else will be a cake walk.

Even Stephen Orange.

Diego: Other than those other two boys this morning, I have 

not yet met any other brothers.  Well, there was one who said he was a model.

Chance: >Sniff< That was me.

Diego: Ay chihuahua...Uh, shall we kick the football around a bit?

Chance: >Hmmpf< I suppose...

Diego: Ay, Diego Luis, mijo, what have you gotten yourself into?

Big Fun in Columbus

 Daddy John: Chance Victor and I escaped the Sasha Festival for about an hour and visited a toy store that we were told we simply MUST visit.

Daddy John: Who's ready for some big fun?

Chance Victor: Me-me-meeeee!

Chance: Superhero action figures--Daddy John's 

favorite toys when he was my age.

Chance: Oh, Kirwan Mahoney would love one of these!

Chance: So many Hot Wheels!

Chance: Classic old Hot Wheels!

I'm pretty sure Daddy John is drooling...

Daddy John: I had to remind Chance that this wasn't a library.

Chance is slightly dubious of 

Daddy John buying a couple more dolls...

Goodbye, Bobby

 In memory of Bobby Sherman, 1943 - 2025

Packing for Columbus

 

Scot-Michael: And where are you off to with all those suitcases?

Nicholas Sahara: Dear Chance Victor is accompanying Daddy John to the

Columbus Festival, so I offered to assist him with his packing.

Scot-Michael: Why am I suddenly suspicious, I ask myself.

Chance Victor: Er, and why Nanny Wendy's carpet bag?

Nicholas: You won't want to pack everything in your steamer trunk, you know.

The porters will store that deep down in the ship's hold!  You can place

things you'll immediately need in the bag and keep it with you.

Nicholas: I've also railway timetables for when you reach this Ohio place.

Chance: So much to unpack here...

Scot-Michael: I know, but he's got a good heart.

Nicholas: Great Richard the III's Ghost, what have I got wrong now?!?

Chance: First of all, we're flying.  Can you even sail to Ohio?

Nicholas: An aeroplane?  Oh, of course.

You'll still need the railway schedule!

Chance: Daddy John is renting a car.

Nicholas: Oh.

Nicholas: You can still use the bag to pack your clothes.

Chance: We're going to be gone for only 4 days. 

Daddy John is packing my clothes in his suitcase.

Nicholas: Oh.  >Sigh<

Nicholas: Will you at least need the valise?

Chance: Actually, yes!  I'll bring it along for souvenirs.

Nicholas: Lovely!  Happy I could help.

Later...

Nicholas: >Sigh< I try so hard.

Scot-Michael: I know.  You're a good soul.

You're an old one, but a good one.