Check this out. Caelyn made this reindeer in preschool, along with a fuzzy red nose that was glued on. The nose fell off. A while later, she came up to Julie and told her that she had fixed it herself. Check out her innovative solution:
Thursday, December 20, 2007
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Action Shots
While working on her reading with her mom, Caelyn decided to kick up the beanbag jumping to the next level. It involved jumping forward, doing a half-twist in the air, and then rolling off the beanbag after she landed. Or, as she termed them, "roly-polys." We got a few good action shots.
And one of the landing--not the prettiest part of the maneuver. Cool shot of her hair, though.
And one of the landing--not the prettiest part of the maneuver. Cool shot of her hair, though.
Ghost Cat
Julie and I saw Pirate.
It's true. The cat that we all thought was dead--that, by all accounts, should be dead, is still among the living. Mom doesn't believe me, but I now have absolutely conclusive proof that the bedraggled beast that looked like it dragged itself in (ha!) is actually our own former druggie cat.
It occurred to me, after Pirate had walked by us Sunday night, that he had a couple of dreadlocks. And, it also occurred to me, I've seen something like that before . . . but where . . . I thought and thought, and then BAM! It occurred to me.
Dreadlocks? Check.
Coming back from the dead? Check.
Looking like dead? Check.
Or, rather, LeChuck.
That's right. Pirate now bears an uncanny resemblance to the ghost pirate (coincidence? I think not) LeChuck from the Monkey Island games.
So be excited, because coming home for Christmas is going to mean that you get to see LePirate once again.
(I wouldn't get too close, however; LePirate not only looks like death, pre-warming over, and likely carries the plague and/or leprosy, but he looked at me pretty much the same way LeChuck is looking at that doll of Guybrush.)
It's true. The cat that we all thought was dead--that, by all accounts, should be dead, is still among the living. Mom doesn't believe me, but I now have absolutely conclusive proof that the bedraggled beast that looked like it dragged itself in (ha!) is actually our own former druggie cat.
It occurred to me, after Pirate had walked by us Sunday night, that he had a couple of dreadlocks. And, it also occurred to me, I've seen something like that before . . . but where . . . I thought and thought, and then BAM! It occurred to me.
Dreadlocks? Check.
Coming back from the dead? Check.
Looking like dead? Check.
Or, rather, LeChuck.
That's right. Pirate now bears an uncanny resemblance to the ghost pirate (coincidence? I think not) LeChuck from the Monkey Island games.
So be excited, because coming home for Christmas is going to mean that you get to see LePirate once again.
(I wouldn't get too close, however; LePirate not only looks like death, pre-warming over, and likely carries the plague and/or leprosy, but he looked at me pretty much the same way LeChuck is looking at that doll of Guybrush.)
Sunday, December 9, 2007
Still hungry.
Mary, having finished her own cupcake, notices one in the hand of an unsuspecting victim. (cue Jaws music)
And there's video here.
And there's video here.
Friday, December 7, 2007
Summer Pictures
Saturday, December 1, 2007
SLEDDING!
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