Here is the video sequence of Jack's birthday morning. Uncle Eric is on the laptop via Skype and Jack gets some new trucks to play with...
Birthday Waffle is ready and has one extra candle "to grow on..."
A little while later, it is starting to rain...
The rain is picking up...
Finally, the pets are concerned...
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Sunday, September 11, 2011
Meet Boone!
He is rather charming. More to come later, but the important point is that he's our new dog! :)
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
vocabulary
pee-cause / my-cause
togezzer
zeeze (Zeeze ones are really tasty!)
bakka-shoop = basketball hoop. He conquered this one a few months back but will still proudly declare "basketball HOOP!" every so often. :)
togezzer
zeeze (Zeeze ones are really tasty!)
bakka-shoop = basketball hoop. He conquered this one a few months back but will still proudly declare "basketball HOOP!" every so often. :)
seasons
It's worth mentioning that the last few months have encompassed one of those rare spans of time when nature and the weather agree exactly with my idea of what should be happening. Hot when we're ready for it, cool and breezy when we need a break. Cloudy only when the sun threatens to become monotonous. And the rare splashes of rain have happened (I kid you not) on every night that I've forgotten to water the garden.
Tonight I was planting some perennial bulbs in the front yard (more on that excitement later, with photos, of course) and reflecting on how tomorrow is the first day of September and really fall is just around the corner. I'm ready for falling leaves and pumpkin patches. Today Jack and I were remembering last year when we got a hay ride in a big wagon pulled by a farmer's green tractor. He's ready to do that again, please, but takes my word that we have to wait *just* a bit longer before those are available.
Well, back to tonight. I was outside at 10:00 p.m., planting the last of about 50 bulbs. It was cold and my nose was just a little runny. The wind suddenly gusted and the night air smelled like wood smoke and slightly damp soil, and everything felt just... like fall. And I tell you what -- I have never been happier than when I get the first signs of summer's end, and this year was done particularly stylishly!
So I do have to commend Mother Nature on her timing and attention to detail. Well done, madame! I hope to see you continue this trend right on through the new year. ;)
Tonight I was planting some perennial bulbs in the front yard (more on that excitement later, with photos, of course) and reflecting on how tomorrow is the first day of September and really fall is just around the corner. I'm ready for falling leaves and pumpkin patches. Today Jack and I were remembering last year when we got a hay ride in a big wagon pulled by a farmer's green tractor. He's ready to do that again, please, but takes my word that we have to wait *just* a bit longer before those are available.
Well, back to tonight. I was outside at 10:00 p.m., planting the last of about 50 bulbs. It was cold and my nose was just a little runny. The wind suddenly gusted and the night air smelled like wood smoke and slightly damp soil, and everything felt just... like fall. And I tell you what -- I have never been happier than when I get the first signs of summer's end, and this year was done particularly stylishly!
So I do have to commend Mother Nature on her timing and attention to detail. Well done, madame! I hope to see you continue this trend right on through the new year. ;)
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