Good effing luck.
10.19.2011
10.17.2011
10.15.2011
10.14.2011
10.13.2011
Actual Birthday Cupcakes
10.11.2011
And knowing is half the battle...
In a bathtub, a broken up toilet paper tube looks just like poop.
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10.10.2011
Ye Olde Birthday Party
The coolest bounce house ever from Kangaroo Kids and the pavilion that we staked out from 9 AM. Please note the 'stone brick' garbage cans...
Queen Mommy and a serving wench
The valiant Sir Newton and the gallant Prince Bernays
The highlight of the day, Uncle Joe the Giant
10.09.2011
10.08.2011
10.07.2011
candy jewels for tomorrow's royal birthday party

They took me three hours... the cupcakes and goody bags are going to be awesome!
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10.06.2011
9.15.2011
9.12.2011
9.10.2011
No pictures today
Fortunately. And for the sake of Newt's future employability.
While I was in the kitchen helping Buzz with his homework (!), Newt arrived, hollering for all he was worth, naked and holding a sheet of glittery star reward stickers... with one stuck firmly and purposely on a very sensitive area.
While I was in the kitchen helping Buzz with his homework (!), Newt arrived, hollering for all he was worth, naked and holding a sheet of glittery star reward stickers... with one stuck firmly and purposely on a very sensitive area.
9.09.2011
Newty logic
The night before today = Last night
Therefore
The day before today = Last day
"Buzzy went on the coolbus last day."
Therefore
The day before today = Last day
"Buzzy went on the coolbus last day."
posted from Bloggeroid
9.08.2011
9.01.2011
Marking my calendar
After reading a book called, "Why Should I Listen?"
Me: "Are there times that you have a hard time listening like the boy in the book?"
B: "Hmmm, Yes."
Me: "When?"
B: "On Saturday, Friday, Sunday, Sixday, at parties and Valentine's Day."
Me: "Are there times that you have a hard time listening like the boy in the book?"
B: "Hmmm, Yes."
Me: "When?"
B: "On Saturday, Friday, Sunday, Sixday, at parties and Valentine's Day."
8.31.2011
8.28.2011
8.27.2011
Rock wall

1. I can't believe how tall this freaking thing was.
2. I can't believe my first little baby was OK with it. Yes, it's Buzzy, so duh.
3. I can't believe he made it by himself (kinda) all the way to the top.
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Bah Dah Barclay
My grandmother always said that she had a fifth kid named Bah Dah. When calling one of her kids, she often called out at least one, if not all, of the other names, and then yelled, "Bah Dah," in exasperation.
Bah Dah has apparently moved into our house.
Bah Dah has apparently moved into our house.
8.25.2011
8.24.2011
8.23.2011
8.14.2011
8.13.2011
He's Official!
Just got Georg's birth certificate in the mail today! It arrived at the same time as his very first - of many - misspelled letters to "the parents of George..."
8.10.2011
What the heck?!
We weren't even going to attempt to potty train Newt until after the dust from the G-bomb settled.
Well, two nights ago, he decided to poop in the potty. So, because we told him he'd be able to, he got a pull up to sleep in. He woke up dry, checking another one off the list. So, he expected to wear underpants. Oh, boy...
Now, we're two days into involuntary potty training. Between all the potty trips and feeding the infant, a single trip to Michael's took 2.5 hours! For 6 items!
We.re on Newty Standard Time. When is this kid going to freaking cooperate?
Well, two nights ago, he decided to poop in the potty. So, because we told him he'd be able to, he got a pull up to sleep in. He woke up dry, checking another one off the list. So, he expected to wear underpants. Oh, boy...
Now, we're two days into involuntary potty training. Between all the potty trips and feeding the infant, a single trip to Michael's took 2.5 hours! For 6 items!
We.re on Newty Standard Time. When is this kid going to freaking cooperate?
posted from Bloggeroid
8.07.2011
8.03.2011
8.02.2011
7.31.2011
7.30.2011
7.29.2011
7.28.2011
Screw that!
We had four little caterpillars... either monarchs or black swallowtails. Couldn't find organic parsley, so I super washed some conventionally grown stuff instead. They were writhing, dying and pooping themselves in minutes. I'm never touching non-organic again. What the hell are they allowed to do to our food?!
7.27.2011
7.25.2011
7.23.2011
7.22.2011
Last Transfusion
So things got a little hairy. In short, I was a little more uncomfortable during this procedure, apparently got all pass-out-y, blood pressure plummeted, so Geo's heart rate dropped and things went a little south. I remember the table tipping hard to the left in an effort to snap him out of it, a bright light going on, I heard, "I think we're looking at a section" and a flurry of activity. If you've ever had some drinks and experienced a sobering moment, just know that it can happen with anesthesia, too. Oh, I woke the heck up. Fortunately, Geo rallied and his heart rate came back up, but the rest of the procedure was called off.
I'm so, so freaking glad that we were here for this and not in NYC. The main difference that we had been worried about was the level of preparation and prevention. We felt that in NYC, they wouldn't be doing enough to prevent something like this and in the event that it happened, they wouldn't have had the luxury of the few minutes of decision time because they weren't as prepared. I have no doubt whatsoever that this would have been finished right now if we had transfered to NYC.
I've laughed to myself every time we went to what has become our traditional BBQ place here... their motto is, "You might give some serious thought to thanking your lucky stars you're in Texas." You'd better believe I sure as heck do.
I'm so, so freaking glad that we were here for this and not in NYC. The main difference that we had been worried about was the level of preparation and prevention. We felt that in NYC, they wouldn't be doing enough to prevent something like this and in the event that it happened, they wouldn't have had the luxury of the few minutes of decision time because they weren't as prepared. I have no doubt whatsoever that this would have been finished right now if we had transfered to NYC.
I've laughed to myself every time we went to what has become our traditional BBQ place here... their motto is, "You might give some serious thought to thanking your lucky stars you're in Texas." You'd better believe I sure as heck do.
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