Last night, A Certain Trophy (also known as A.C. Trophy) caught a ride home with Gabe and hung at the Dingle Household.
Even with so many people in the world wanting to be near him, to polish him, to see him on their mantles and in their trophy cases, A.C. was a pretty undemanding guest.
Nice to see that he doesn’t have a big head over being in such demand.
He did what any self-respecting trophy would do.
He and Gabe ordered Chipoltle…
Afterwards, he had a snack and watched some T.V. (we had recorded The Walking Dead and Homeland).

A.C. asked for Smartfood and only Smartfood (we think he may have some sort of endorsement deal with them)
Then, as 11:00 rolled around, Gabe reminded A.C. that there were still more soccer games to play and they had to get their sleep. So they headed upstairs…
Washed up and brushed their teeth…
And then A.C. climbed into bed, snuggled in tight, and listened to a few tunes before easing into dreamland.

I peeked. A.C. had some Zac Brown Band, Eminem, AC/DC, and… strangely, I thought, The Chipmunks Christmas Album on his iPhone.
A.C. was a fantastic guest, and was up and ready for school first thing.
The only problem I had was this entitlement thing he seemed to have.
When he left, he said the next time he came back, he might bring a friend called A.B.
Who invites their friends over to someone else’s house?!
And when I asked what A.B.’s full name was, I swear he yelled, from the open window as he and Gabe drove down the driveway:
“A Bigger Trophy!”
I thought that was a bit presumptuous.
I wonder how much THAT dude will eat!
:))

