Catch Up

So I've been promising pics off the good camera for a while now and I've decided it's time to deliver. So here we go.



The most graceful 3 and a half year old you've ever seen, right? She's supposed to be moving along on her toes in the ballet style movements, and yet, she's just walking along. We found out recently that her recital is coming up and will start at 3, it's going to be $5 a person, including us, her own parents.

The first day of his school year. We weren't even leaving yet. Just trying to get that first day of school pic at his desk. This is the closest to a smile he made. It was a very upsetting morning. For me mostly, he was fine after a bit.


And here we are at the pumpkin patch. Where Little E got to hold on to the pony. Very exciting. This was our second year here at the Rio Vista pumpkin patch. It's nice, they have the big hay fort and the food and the pumpkin chucking sling shot. The train ride was great also, although this year I got stung by a hornet on the way back from the pumpkin patch to the van. So that did suck, and it hurt pretty good for a bit. But the hornet was killed by a conductor with a flyswatter, so that was vengeance enough for me.

That's it for now, more talky time later.

Hair

So today is crazy hair day at Big T's school. The normal routine in the morning is him sleeping until about 6:30 when we leave, and I pick him up out of bed and carry him to the van and let him wake up on the drive to whichever house we're heading to on that particular morning. He is usually fine and completely awake after 10-15 minutes. So with this in mind last night I told him that he'd have to wake up early so Mommy could make his hair crazy. I even went out last night and got him some green hair color because he thought that would make it even crazier.

So he woke up at 6 this morning, was dressed in just a couple minutes, and sitting in the bathroom getting his hair fixed by his mom (who also had to get up a lot earlier than normal). He was excited and giddy, he also gets to buy his lunch today. A very big deal indeed.

In other exciting news, some of the thieves who stole my things were apprehended recently. The one who stole my pocketknife had hidden it in my parents couch, and the one who stole my flash drive managed to stuff it into my wife's purse. Unfortunately the one who took my eye drops is still at large.

But now, Crazy Hair!!!!!

One day I'll put the pics from the good camera on the computer so I won't have to keep using my cell phone for these things.

Steal My Sunshine

There's a thief in coming into my house. This particular thief isn't taking anything worth a lot of money. My laptop's still there, my tv, our games, the money. This particular thief is more of an annoyance, a pest if you will. This thief is sneaking into my house and stealing my things. He's taken my pocketknife, he's taken my flash drive, he's even taken my eye drops for my contacts. This last one has forced me to wear my glasses more than I'd like to lately, but there's not much else I can do under the circumstances.

I know it's just a matter of time until this guy starts taking my remotes and then probably my cereal. Because he'll be hungry after all the thieving he's doing. So if anyone has any ideas on how to stop this particular thief, please pass those ideas along. He may be on the move, so be alert.

Good As Ever

Yup, there they are. Well seven out of eight at least. The show was incredible. The music awesome, even the opener was good. We got there about 45 minutes before the doors opened because we wanted to make sure that we were able to grab some chairs. They had limited seating and I just don't like to stand on concrete for the two hour shows anymore. So we were sitting directly stage left, as you can see by this most amazing cellular telephone photographic image. It's always fun to see a live show, and this is the first one with a drummer that I've seen in a really long time. Since they only have the one album, they were able to play each track off of it, plus some of their own stuff and a little Toad for the fans.

This was the second time in one week that I've been to SF. I haven't done that for a while either. And if the plans don't fall through, I'll be there next Saturday for the Blue Angels and Fleet Week. That's a lot of city time. Which is odd, because really, I'm not a big fan.

Finally the text of a letter that my son wrote yesterday. In full on one sheet of paper.
"I want this mailed to Tavion's house. Tavion come to my house."
That's it. He was asking how to spell some words but I didn't know what he was writing out. But I like the directness of this. Simply tell the mailman where you would like the letter to go, and then place your message below. He's basically invented email for the post office. Genius.