2.27.2011

surprise, surprise, surprise!

Surprise, surprise, surprise (if you can read that in a Gomer Pyle accent, that would be great) the cookies were super!  I took one bite and said, "Shazam!"

My two happy helpers!!

2.26.2011

pure love

Quinn.

As I am getting Quinn out of bed, I say, "Quinny, what happens when you're three? Do you sleep in a big girl bed and go peepee on the potty?" She says, "Yes, and then I will become a butterfly!" Oh, how you've gotta love that kid.


mom's lesson #2

Replace the toilet paper roll.
When you are done doing your business, please be kind and replace the roll.  This is what I found in two different bathrooms this morning.


It is always better to find this!!  Thank you in advance to adhering to this lesson.

wutrwit.


Wutrwit. (Whitewater)
Frst git sum wutr and (First get some water and)
ice in a cuq (ice in a cup)
Then you git sum (Then you get some)
milk in a cuq. (milk in a cup)
Then you git to splenda (Then you get two Splenda)
packets (packets)

I'm trapped inside the headphones

Dear Family,
I thought it was so cute tonight as I was able to talk to Q before she went to bed. She was talking to me on Mom's headphones. She asked something like, "Can I go in there Mommy?" "In where, Quinny?" "In the phone, with Daddy." "You mean in the headphones with Daddy?" "Yes. (said as only Quinn pronounces 'yes')" "Do you think Daddy is really small inside of the speaker in your ear?" "Yes." "And you want me to make you small so you can go in there with Daddy?" "Yes." "Daddy?" "Yes Quinny?" "Can I come in there with you?"
Soooo cute how two year olds think. Just so you know, you were all two once and had similar thoughts. I have loved each and every one of you at that Q's age, and all the funny things you thought and said. Wish I had a perfect memory to capture all of them, just as they happened. I guess that's a 2-year-old's way of saying, "I miss you Dad. Please come home." Well I am...next weekend. Until then, I'll just have to stay about 3mm tall inside of Mom's earphones. And you can all come visit me any time in there!
Love, Dad

p.s. If you are wondering what I look like when 3 mm tall and inside the headphones, I'll bet it's something like this:


Laser beams up! Razzle, dazzle!!!


How Does This Happen In a Hospital of All Places?





Dear Family,
I miss you. Terribly. I am coming home next weekend!! I can't wait. It's been too long already. Seems like ages. As you know, I've been working a lot, and I have spent a good deal of time at the hospital. In my many trips to the cafeteria, I have noticed things like these:


I get the need for bulk food in a large hospital cafeteria. I can see how you can save a lot of money and packaging by putting big condiment pumpers, like mustard, ketchup and BBQ sauce. But what about stuff like this:


Seriously people! Don't these particular items require refrigeration? I just don't understand this at all. Is is a sterile inner container that even though opened, doesn't require the benefit of 40 degrees F? Intriguing, I know. Is it possible that our ever indulging society pumps through enough of this stuff, it doesn't have time to spoil? These are just some of the deeper things I think about while I'm at work!! I miss you all,
Love Dad

2.25.2011

mom's lesson #1

Always lift the toilet lid before you pee.

This is bad.
 This is how you will feel.
 It is not good.
 You won't like it.
This is good!
 This is how you will feel!
 This is how I will feel!
We are all winners!
**I'm sorry you had to learn the hard way today, Mia.**

they are never going back to school

 View from our bedroom window  - 8:30am

Front door - 8:30am

Kids in our bed this morning.  Q is still not feeling well.  E and M are very happy there is no school.

Typical snow day for Robynie.

Haley assumes the position.

I got Haley to smile - small miracles.


Can she get any cuter???

I found this on the couch when I got home last night.  Mia is so sweet!

 Quinn's a mess.


As I was posting, this is what Quinny was doing.  Like I said, she's a mess.  Nothing like a chocolate sprinkle booger goatee.
For your reading enjoyment. . .  When you have a minute, check this out:  Birth of a Tantrum.  It is a link to the website I was telling you about.  Or, A Boy Named Sue.  It is another website I told you about.  Be careful, you might get addicted.  Have a great Friday.