In What World Does Gaston beat Maleficent? Heroes VS Villains, Disney Style

It's become tradition now that when my Dad takes my Grandpa to Sensuous Sandwich for lunch, he texts me a photo of the latest tip leader board.  These last few months have been all about the heroes and villains of the Disneyverse.

At the beginning my bet was on Stitch, because he's awesome.  I mean, have you seen the first several minutes of Lilo and Stitch?  You don't even have to finish the movie to know he can win any battle.

Side Note:  How in the World did Kuzco beat Flynn Rider?  That makes no sense!  I mean, Flynn, when given an iron skillet, is unbeatable.  Throw in Rapunzel's hair and he can't be stopped.

Then I found out Baymax beat Stitch!  Sure, that lovable robot's got some mad skill, but Stitch would pulverize him.

And then my Dad texted me the above picture.

Me: In what World does Gaston beat Maleficent!!!!!!!???????

Dad: I know . . . silly people.

Me: -_-;;

Dad: Stitch Forever.

Me:  Yup!!  Stitch, pre-character development--as in beginning of movie vs end--could have beat all of them, at the same time.  He's like the Chuck Norris of the Disney world.

Dad: :D

I''ve lost all faith in humanity.

Flynn Rider gets Smothered in Diaper Ointment Goo

Over the weekend I babysat my nieces and nephew for 3 days with my Mom, giving Michael and Krista a chance to vacation in Wyoming.  The experience was interesting as I've never babysat them for so long.  To say the least there were a few mishaps, as kids sure love trouble and mischief.

Last Friday night my younger niece came downstairs with a single wrapped strawberry Hi-Chew and handed it to me.  As I was in the process of opening the candy I noticed this white goop all over it, and after smelling the medicinal scent I quickly realized what it was: Diaper rash cream.  I quickly examined my niece and discovered whiteness all over her pants and hands.  I asked her where the ointment was, but she didn't tell me, so I put the candy on the counter after washing her hands and went on a quick exploration around the house.  Sure enough the linen closet door was open and the tube was on the floor.

Surely there must be more white stuff elsewhere, but I couldn't find anything until I walked into the living room and found a Flynn Rider figure, from Disney's Tangled, on the ground, covered and smothered in diaper rash ointment glory.

That was a *Face Palm* moment.  And I did face-palm, after I sighed.

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On another note I discovered that I can sing my nephew to sleep.  I only tried it four times over the weekend and it worked 3 of the times.  Granted the last attempt took place while the girls were running amuck upstairs, so he was distracted, so maybe the last attempt shouldn't count.

I first discovered this when I was trying to calm him, as he was crying rather loudly.  I've heard of people singing to a baby as a way of soothing, but didn't think such an act would worked, but I was desperate.  So I sang "I am a child of God," and by the second verse he put his head to my chest, nodding off, fighting it, but conceding.  By the end of the song his eyes were closed.  Then I sang "A Child's Prayer" just to solidify his sleepiness.  It worked!  And I was able to lay him down for a nap.

So there you have it, I'm a human Jigglypuff.  I need to get a black felt marker so when I sing him to sleep again, I shall draw him a mustache.