New addition to the Clan. Sarah, Alice, Anna and I went to the pet shop the other day. The Humane Society was there, with kittens. The kids didn’t really care, but I did. This little girl does look a lot like Chica (my previous cat of 12 years) and she is almost as feisty. The kids love her, Deacon has a new buddy, and here are pictures.
I haven’t got much to say, except, snow in April = new blog post.
This post is brought to you by Alice and Anna, Alice picked the pictures and all of the text from here on out is essentially a “Mad Lib”, filled in by the girls.
Today we are sitting in the kitchen talking about pineapple cakes. We like them because they are delicious. My head is bigger than a picture frame! Anna loves to eat treats. Later today we are going to climb on the trees. Daddy is so happy, because it’s fun! Thanks.
I hope you enjoyed that little slice of life. Adios muchachareros.
The tail end of 2012 was pretty eventful. The whole crew departed for the Carolinas, and in true family fashion there was never a dull moment. Aunt Anne, Uncle Richard and for one night Uncle Lane provided the hospitality and we lapped it up. Every meal, pork. Every day, non-stop. Every picture, amazing. This post has quite a few pictures, I can’t explain them all. Not because there are too many, but because some are just beyond explanation. Guess you had to be there. Happy New Year!
I know that the Internet tends to lend itself to people’s voyeuristic nature, and anonymity is generally appealing, however this little blog that my wife and I started four years ago has been getting a little more attention than we expected. Our intended audience, immediate family that has spread across the country and countless friends that abandoned our terrifyingly boring section of the country, are still tuning in to see the kids and keep up with our antics. But, there are days that our “hit counter” gets well into the triple digits. So, here comes the question. Who are you people? And, why are you looking at us? We are volunteering ourselves, I know that, nobody held guns to our heads and forced us to put pictures of our family on the web, but my curiosity is getting the best of me. So I am asking you this, can you please leave a comment? That’s it. Don’t let on to where we live, or where you live, or any specifics, just help me satisfy my curiosity. Thanks.
I suppose there comes a time for every parent when they realize that hanging out at rock shows and waking up hung over isn’t cool anymore. So now, it is bed at 10pm and more than just coffee for breakfast. Although, Daddy daycare is a lot like a rock show. It is noisy, you get pushed around, and the music is really loud. Alice has taken a liking to the Beastie Boys, and that is totally cool with me. Paul’s Boutique plays pretty much everyday, resulting in the kind of party you see in the pictures below. Everyday around here is like the weekend, Anna’s Monday socks prove it. We’re off to the park.
Hey! Happy Thanksgiving! Not much for chit-chat today, good pictures. Thanks to everyone that helped out with the meal.