Wednesday, April 29, 2009

I've heard of skorts, but this is ridiculous

So what happens when Jaxon decides to take his shorts off in the morning?
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Why, he puts them back on, of course!
Uh-huh. I know, it's almost like he knew I am in a blog rut.
Thanks for putting your dignity on the line there, little buddy.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Seriously

Who could love this dog more?



Happy Fuzzy Slipper Friday!

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Things you didn't know you missed knowing

I realized I have been remiss in introducing you, my readers, to the ongoing Eco project I like to call bacterial farming.
Or the fish tank, whichever you prefer.

Here are the fish--1, 2 and Quasimodo (so named for his tumor), swimming happily in the BPA-rich environment Preston picked out. We took great care in arranging the orange rocks in a natural formation and distributing the plastic vegetation substitutes on either side of the tank as well as placing the large, noisy pump directly in the middle of the largest flat surface--all to satisfy the laws of Feng Shui. Zen achieved!

Upon sensing a change in atmospheric pressure, or seeing a form (human, canine, lotion bottle or otherwise), approach their tank--the fish surface and ask politely to be fed. This happens more frequently for Quasimodo than 1 and 2, as his tumor is in his field of vision and he sometimes mistakes it for a food-bearing phenomenon.

No worries, I throw some pain meds in the water every few days and stir thoroughly with a whisk. Quasi is feeling just fine, and spends his days therapeutically re-arranging the orange rocks in the back corners of the tank. It has given him a sense of purpose that 1 and 2 lack...

And now that you have explored the fish tank with me, don't you feel complete?

Friday, April 17, 2009

How to reduce a two-year-old to tears

Stop the bike ride.
Or, you know, breathe on him. Or look at him sideways...
actually, the possibilities are endless.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Strange Easter rituals

The morning began with some head-scratching...

...and an Easter basket from Aunt Mary (he already opened Grandma Dina's, early, due to some confusion)...

...and this thing called an Easter egg hunt...

...Jaxon was quite the hunter, fierce and menacing with his green bunny bag...

...the eggs stood no chance of escaping his eagle eyes...

...not even their goodies were safe...

...he took to this egg hunting like a duck to water...

...although, he was sometimes surprised by the contents of these Easter eggs...

...very surprised...

...Jaxon had to perform a tricky maneuver to get the last one...

...then he took his loot inside to indulge in some OCD, toddler-style.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Taco Night with the Smith Family

We were blessed to have Joyce and Kyle join us for the week. We were even invited to attend Taco Night at Poppa Frank and Granny K's house.
Jaxon and Fallon had a good time together

The adults stood around and talked

Preston, Fallon and Jaxon played ball

Granny K even supplied ice cream and strawberries

Kyle

JoJo and Mary

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Jaxon, a study

Courtesy of the Nikon D40, thank you very much. I now have a lot of learning to do.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Revealed


There have been big improvements, fellas! Big, cushy red couches and out with that sad desk and chair, in with big comfy chair and ottoman and lap desk where I can work and blog in comfort. Gone are the days of Hendrix lounging on the couch, and in with the dog bed, on the floor, where he belongs.
And I'm not done. I have plans, my friends--big plans involving paint and more paint and an area rug and pillows and throws and repainting that lamp and did I mention paint?
Benjamin Moore "Dill Pickle" to be exact, and some brown--or lots of brown.
And in other news, may we have a moment of silence for the demise of the old vacuum cleaner that has served this family for three years?
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Thank you, and let me lament the days where a vacuum was made to last, none of this piddly three-year crap.
However, I find myself completely attracted to its replacement, who is shiny and has all of its on board attachments.