Monday, April 30, 2007

So tired...

Really... You have no idea.

But a quick story.

Bonny and the kids came back from visiting Bonny's parents. The kids were very excited to see me. I told Zoë that I loved her, and our only guess is that she was trying to say, "I love you, a lot." However, she doesn't know the words "a lot". She knew she needed to add more 'nice' words. So...

Justin - "I love you, Zoë."
Zoë - "I love you, please, thank you."

Tuesday, April 17, 2007

Playing at the Mall

Thursday, April 12, 2007

How to peel an egg.

{not a dramatization}

I'm struck with how similar my children are to animals. My son took a page from the otter's play book (maybe a bit of a bird trick too). He had a cadbury mini that he wanted unwrapped. Well, I don't know if you've ever tried that, but it's amazing if you unwrap one and the wrapper stays intact. Normally, you shread off a few pieces and eventually get a big piece off and eventually extract it completely. Well, Jason doesn't have the dexterity for that. So, his solution was to throw it straight up in the air...over and over and over and over again. After about thirty times, he picked it up and a large piece of foil was loose. He grabbed it and almost the entire wrapper came off.

I really wonder if he had any idea that would happen when he started throwing it.

Another Dramatization

My kids are about one and a half. They have just recently learned the concept that plastic eggs have candy in them. So, my daughter finds a REALLY BIG EGG, and her eyes get huge. She cracks it open. Well, being the mean parents we are, she finds another plastic egg inside. She looks puzzled and cracks it open, only to find another egg. She cracks it open and finds a beautiful pink iridescent candy egg. She bit into it. It was not candy. It was just a fancy plastic egg. She slammed it down on the driveway, at which point it cracked open to reveal a brightly wrapped mini cadbury cream egg. She had slammed the plastic egg on our driveway...our sloped drive way. She sees it and runs after it.

Now, she's only a year and a half old. Slopes are still a complex feat. She made it about five feet before she fell. Her brother looks over..."Hey she fell down...HEEEEEEEEEEYYYYY a cadbury egg." She's back up and they are both running for the egg. It is at this time that my wife, sitting at the top of the yard taking pictures, and myself, at the far end of the yard getting a discarded easter basket realize...

Both of our kids are running full steam after a tiny egg that's seconds away from being in the street...

Well, we bolted and caught them both. We recovered the egg. All was well. But it's still amazing how fast a story can go from funny to scary...I suppose after the fact it's all funny.

{disclaimer}
So, here's another story I put on that other site. It is half true. That means (as it did in the other story), everything I mentioned here happened, it just wasn't necessarily consecutive, or in the same order.

Monday, April 09, 2007

Contestants

You really have to wonder what the kids think is going on.

We had a relay race. Basically, you put a spoon between your teeth and put a raw egg on the spoon, you "run" to the other end loop around and come back and hand off the egg to the next person in your team. Zoë ended up having to finish with a fake egg. :) Jason finished with a real one, but it had been dropped three or four times.

-J

Disappointing...

My poor son. He's 17 months old. He was invited to an Easter party and everyone ran out to hunt the eggs. There were about twenty eggs per kid and he got two. Once back in the house a few eggs were donated to his cause, and he got a prize. So, no, that isn't the sad part.

The sad part was the next day, Sunday. We had an Easter egg hunt in our front yard. We let the kids dye eggs, and he thought it was funny that the eggs came out different colors. Then his mom went outside to hide them and the kids came out. Alas, yesterday's eggs were plastic and had candy in them. So, when He found an egg (that he himself had helped dye), he sat down in the grass, gripped it extra hard and got the two "halves" apart.

You've never seen a more disappointed look than him expecting candy and instead submerging this thumbs two knuckles deep into hard boiled yolk.

-J

Friday, April 06, 2007

... and a before and after







Here's the before and after.





Fifty percent of the weight gain is in the cheeks.