Falling Down on the Job

Eh, who has the time. Last post was January. Our lives are not that interesting. I'm taking everybody's advice and moving to Picasa. Vamanos, muchachos...

2009 Christmas Play

The "not ready for Broadway" players. They missed their cues, they sang off key (ye gods, what caterwauling!) and they didn't always follow the director's vision, but we love 'em just the same.

Saying Good-bye to Pullups...Part I

Caroline has begun the journey to civilized behaviour - using the potty full time. Correspondingly we begin the journey to more money in our bank account (pull ups, diaper creme, wipes, etc.) and one less diaper champ to clean out every few days. Earlier today we took her to buy some underwear to get her through to "the other side."

Tonight as Jessica tucked her into bed, Caroline asked her whether she'd be able to wear underwear "like mummy and daddy." She's looking forward to it and she knows it's a big thing. Onward...

Another day in the corps...

Here are some fairly recent pictures taken by Elisabeth, to go along with one of my all-time favorite pictures of Caroline - she and Jessica were sitting on a curb, Caroline holding a pine comb, and she wanted me to sit down next to her and mummy. A nice memory. And, if you enjoy your beer, enjoy the little flowchart that may help you find another brew (or else give you a few chuckles)...

Kid-speak

Misplaced our camcorder recently, I spent the better part of the day fretting because I couldn't find it anyplace. I was about 100% sure it was in the house but where was it? Finally found it at the edge of one of our den sofas, covered by a slip cloth. Whew.

This afternoon we went to one of Caroline's friends birthday party, really enjoyed the time. We get home and decide on pizza (she'd already had a little at the party, we figured what the heck). I had to go potty before we went to get the pizza and Dora the Explorer band-aids - Caroline fell face first off her changing table for the first time ever and didn't think too much of the experience. We get her mind off the accident by asking if she needs a band-aid. It never fails that, yes, she needs one on her finger, elbow, or less often her knee. Anyhow, I go potty and Caroline wants to watch. I let her, and after she excitedly tells me "you're doing it! you're doing it!" and that I am now eligible for a sticker, she proceeds to announce that I'm doing it wrong, because "I'm going backwards" (as compared to her going sitting down).

Also, Caroline was watching TV the other day while we're getting ready for school in the morning. A show "The Mighty Jungle" was on, and the characters in the episode (a gorilla and a meerkat) were pirates using a map to search for buried treasure. Caroline saw them and announced they were "looking for 'eggs'". I agreed, having no idea what I was agreeing to. A minute later I noticed the map the characters were using had a big black 'X' on it, and one of them said something like "X marks the spot". So, they were not looking for an 'X', but they were instead looking for - as Caroline said - "eggs".


Caroline is into Bob the Builder, her kitchen set that Santa bought her, doodling on her new drawing table, and saying "No."
 
Connor is busy smiling and laughing, wishing he could do more than just roll around to get from point A to B, happy that he has pretty much mastered the high art of sitting up unassisted for long periods of time (although he still can't get there by himself), and pretty much enjoys being a peaceful boy always reaching for whatever comes into his field of vision (which is pretty good). He's got some thick fluid buildup in his ear, which is going to cause another ear infection or two until we get tubes into him the first of February. Who needs sleep, anyways?

Daddy's Favorite Time of the Year

This is it! Daddy's favorite time of the year, and now we have a two-year old who is at the beginning stages of "getting it." Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas...awesome! I found the list we use to keep track of the funny things Caroline (and eventually Connor) says and does. I suppose we use this to both share with you and keep track of it all: - We went out to dinner at Moe's (where Caroline enjoys her "Moo Moo Mr. Cow" tortilla) and while in line mummy used a tissue to wipe Caroline's nose. Caroline was sitting on my shoulder and apparently wanted to hold onto the tissue post-cleanup. Unfortunately, she had her own method for disposing of said runny nose tissue that promptly got the attention of all the people standing behind us in line. I noticed the tissue tumble in front of me...OVER the sneeze guard and float BACKWARD into the black bean container. We didn't get any dirty looks, but the folks behind us in line were careful to observe the employee replace the offending container with a fresh one. Oops. - She enjoys bath time a great deal, especially when Jessica sings Humpty Dumpty to her while playfully leaning her backwards into the water. Except to Caroline the words start out "Honkey Donkey". - Caroline is roughly aware of body parts and the differences between people (what she has vs. what Connor has). The other day I was changing in front of her getting ready for the Greek Festival and she announced to us what she was seeing. After successfully stifling our laughter I turned to walk into the bathroom, and Caroline announced On to the pictures...