Deacon the Dog

Resolution #1

deacondog — Thu, 29 Dec 2011 19:50:07 +0000

I have never been one for New Year’s Resolution, but for some reason I think it’ll be a good idea this year. I probably won’t post them all here, nor will I update on the resolution’s status. The only resolution I will post updates on is my resolution to post more updates.

I will mention a few small resolutions now, just to give loyal readers a glimpse into why I want to make resolutions in the first place.

Take an extra 30 seconds to hang up my jacket, instead of dropping it on the couch (this applies to things like putting a coffee cup in the dishwasher instead of leaving it in the sink, etc.).
Never walk through the house empty handed.
Train Alice to put her toys and books away. Perhaps train her to not drop her jacket in the middle of the floor, too.
Clean/organize one shelf or drawer every week.

There’s a trend.

One from the vault:

Logic…..

deacondog — Wed, 21 Dec 2011 01:08:00 +0000

There is no logical way to explain how fast time is passing these days. There is no logical order to put these pictures in. Happy Holidays!

We are pretty non-specific as to what “Holidays” should be celebrated, we don’t care if you come for X-mas, Hanukkah, Kwanzaa, New Years or The Festivus for the Rest of Us, just show up. We will be hanging out around the house, and we are pretty sure we will have the fixin’s to make you a cocktail when you get here.

Update……

deacondog — Sat, 10 Dec 2011 22:10:38 +0000

Holiday season is in full swing. Alice and Mommy are making cookies, Anna is watching from her high chair and I am about to start on dinner. It’s been awhile, and here are some random pics. Alice’s 3rd birthday is rapidly approaching and plans are already being made. 3 years ago we didn’t have any kids! We went out to dinner every night, saw movies, concerts and occasionally slept past 6 am. 3 short years.

Thanksgiving Happened……..

deacondog — Mon, 28 Nov 2011 01:30:28 +0000

We hosted our first Thanksgiving in the new house. 21 people, 24 lb. turkey, 5 pies, 9 kids, 2 random neighbor kids, 6 bottles of wine, 1 bottle of bourbon, 1 country ham, 1 person with the flu, 1 trip to the park, and 2 taxidermied birds. Need proof?

Hard to tell how many people were actually eating. No one was sitting at the same time. At one point, Anna was the only person in the dining room.

And now for some pictures that are not Thanksgiving related. Alice’s very first haircut!

Alice drawing mustaches on babies in toy catalogues.

And a grainy video of Alice feeding her sister some mushed peas. Click the link and enjoy.

Babies Raising Babies

Ta Boot Ta Boot………..

deacondog — Tue, 08 Nov 2011 01:42:45 +0000

This is not a Llama, it is an Alpaca. I still started singing. Alice and Anna got to go see real live Alpacas, with Mommy and her friends. Nothing but the finest for these kids!

Boo…..

deacondog — Mon, 24 Oct 2011 01:08:26 +0000

Fall…………..

deacondog — Sun, 16 Oct 2011 17:02:18 +0000

There has never been such a long string of gorgeous days around here. I don’t know where to start with pictures, it has been so long since the last post. Here come the best pictures of late.

Naan……..

deacondog — Sun, 25 Sep 2011 17:40:46 +0000

Nick here, sorry it has been awhile. If I have ever, in the past, claimed to be too busy for the blog, I take it back. I’ve never been this busy. Right now I do find myself in a rare situation. The house is clean, errands have been run, and the kids are not home. Deep breath, big smile, enjoy the sound of nothing.

In the time it took to upload these photos the entire crew came home. More pictures soonish….

Is it a closet or a boutique?

deacondog — Thu, 22 Sep 2011 13:29:19 +0000

A. Is it really that hard to tell the difference between Jammies and Dresses or short sleeve and long sleeve shirts?

2. Who hangs up “Jammies”? What if our household calls them PJs?

C. Are the inventors of this creative storage solution making a living off these things? Wow.

That first item in the picture is a Gerber onesie. They typically come in packs of 6. That’s a lot of miniature hangars.

I have a few things to say on this topic, but they are all snide and sarcastic and predictable. Just relax knowing that there are people out there who aren’t stressed out by the state of their child’s closet, thanks to these things. You’re welcome.

Oh my God. Is that poop?

deacondog — Thu, 22 Sep 2011 01:47:19 +0000

It’s been a while since either one of us has written new post. I guess we’ve been busy, but I’m not sure what with. I figure I may as well add one of those posts that if Alice were to show it to her boyfriend when she’s 20, she would regret every second of it.

[Had to walk away to clean up poop from baby #2. It got on my clothes. This side-note will be funnier in a minute.]

So we’re all outside in the backyard – playing ball over the fence with the cousins. Alice goes next door to play on the swingset. As I am picking up dog poop (yes, I dealt with crap from three different butts that weren’t my own), I hear Alice yelling for me and I look over and she’s got her pants pulled down. After I figured out where to put my beer (on top of the air conditioning unit), I headed next door to help her out. As I got closer, I realized this was no ordinary accident.

She had crapped her pants. These would have come in handy.

Those things can hold an entire gallon of iced tea. The commercial says so.

I picked her up because she refused to move and really, how do you climb down stairs when the pants around your ankles are filled with crap? Can’t argue with her there. But when I picked her up I realized she had also crapped on her cousins’ swingset. Awesome. I got her to the bathroom, wiped up most of it, then handed bath duties over to dad. I had swingset doody duty.

I grabbed a container of Mr. Clean disinfecting wipes, a couple plastic bags, took a healthy swig from my beer (still sitting on the air conditioning unit), and headed over to clean up the mess. After I Mos Deftly scooped the crap into the bag, I realized this was no ordinary crap cleanup.

Just so you know, the swingset next door is actually a really nice Rainbow play set.

A slide, a climbing wall, a tire swing, and more. They’re made of wood, which means there are small gaps between the planks. You would be wise to assume the crap landed right over one of those small gaps. I did my best to fold the disinfecting wipe to better scoop the crap out of the crack and felt pretty satisfied with my work. Then I climbed up one more step and looked down. I was going to have to go after this from underneath. Awesome.

I tried the same technique from underneath and had no luck. I actually needed a tool to finish the cleanup. I found a tiny twig, wrapped it in the Mr. Clean wipe, and finished the task. Crap cleanup accomplished. Now return to the beginning of the post where I’m holding Anna as I begin this post and she craps on me. Awesome.