Tuesday, September 29, 2009
For Jill
Did you know your son was the face of a nationally distributed dairy-product?
Elliot points this out every time we give him a yogurt.
Oh, and Elliot eats yogurt now!
Friday, September 25, 2009
U2
Totally worth the traffic, the parking hell of the Meadlowlands, and the small fortune we paid a babysitter.
U2 puts on a good show. U2 puts on a big show. U2 puts on a really good, really big show. Even if you don't like U2, I recommend you go to one of their concerts. Because it's not just a concert, it's an experience.
Kara and Frank
The set
U2 puts on a good show. U2 puts on a big show. U2 puts on a really good, really big show. Even if you don't like U2, I recommend you go to one of their concerts. Because it's not just a concert, it's an experience.
Kara and Frank
The set
Thursday, September 24, 2009
Digital Scrapbooking
I never thought I'd be much of a scrapbooker. All that cutesy stuff just isn't my style. Not to mention the fact that I live in an apartment and have no where to store the masses of paper, hole punches, ribbons and buttons that usually fill a scrapbookers arsenal.
Then I discovered digital scrapbooking. No mess. No fuss. Perfect.
Here's a recent page I did using a picture my friend Stephanie got of Elliot. Apparently Elliot is a lot more cooperative when someone else is holding the camera. (Thank you, Stephanie!) Sorry if you can't read the type -- the page is actually 12" x 12" and I had to shrink it here.
Then I discovered digital scrapbooking. No mess. No fuss. Perfect.
Here's a recent page I did using a picture my friend Stephanie got of Elliot. Apparently Elliot is a lot more cooperative when someone else is holding the camera. (Thank you, Stephanie!) Sorry if you can't read the type -- the page is actually 12" x 12" and I had to shrink it here.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Frustrated Hopes
Elliot and I spent the last week in Connecticut babysitting while my parents were out of town. What follows is the scenario that played out each morning when we walked Caleb and Josh out to meet the school bus.
I want a backpack too!
The bus! The bus!
Must. Get. On. Bus.
Tears. Screams. And, finally, a resigned, "bye, guys!"
I want a backpack too!
The bus! The bus!
Must. Get. On. Bus.
Tears. Screams. And, finally, a resigned, "bye, guys!"
Friday, September 4, 2009
Super Why
Some kids want to be firefighters. Some kids want to be teachers. My kid wants to be a superhero. And not just any super hero. No, Elliot's secret dream is to join the elite team of superheros that solve the world's problems by... the power to read!
That's right, my friends, it's Super Why!
Lately, when Elliot should be napping, this is what I hear coming out of his room:
"Super Why to the rescue! Super Why Elliot!" (crash, bang, jump, jump). "Super Why save the day!"
I blame it on his father who, despite a respectable office job, would be perfectly happy to wake up one morning and discover he'd been bitten by a radioactive spider.
That's right, my friends, it's Super Why!
Lately, when Elliot should be napping, this is what I hear coming out of his room:
"Super Why to the rescue! Super Why Elliot!" (crash, bang, jump, jump). "Super Why save the day!"
I blame it on his father who, despite a respectable office job, would be perfectly happy to wake up one morning and discover he'd been bitten by a radioactive spider.
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
No swimsuit? No problem!
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