Peace...

Matthew never fails to impress me with his "coolness."

He also posed for this picture. He specifically told me how he wanted me to edit it. We had a good Thanksgiving. The food was good and we ate until we couldn't see straight. Then we had pie.

So, we have this fireplace.

Fireplaces produce ash. Lots of it, especially if you use the fireplace a lot. Which we do since it is getting steadily colder.

Today, David proved to us just how much of a toddler he is by sprinkling the front room with half a bucket of ash and then playing/bathing in it.

Funny thing though, I remember just the other day telling Matt that I thought the ash bucket should be moved outside. I had been finding a various array of toys in the bucket, along with his shoes and a brush. But that’s as far as it got, just a thought. I never acted on the thought.

So this happened. I was actually tickled a little (which is why I took a few pictures) until I had to clean it up. I called Matt in, who was working in the garage, to come help. He cleaned up David, while I got to clean up all that ash. At first glance it didn’t seem like a lot. But once I got down in there with the vacuum I realized just how much he had pulled out.

This was where most of the damage was, but it extended out to the whole left side of the living room.

Now you may ask yourself, “Where was his mother throughout all of this?” Well, I was in the bathroom. That kid moves fast! I didn’t hear one peep from him. He was just silently giving our living room a dusting of ash.

I guess he also thought he was giving himself a bath.

For My Parents

As you may know, I am usually the one taking the pictures. So it stands to reason that there are very few pictures of me and I'm mostly okay with that. This past Saturday I handed over the camera to my sister-in-law Talina and she snapped a few pictures. I was looking through them today and noticed a decent picture of myself. I'm pretty picky about pictures with me in them. Usually cause I tend to strike a goofy pose.


So this is for you Mom and Dad. Cause I realize you like seeing pictures of me too. I am your daughter after all.

Of course I went to http://www.picnik.com/ first and edited it. I had to have a little fun!

This is what I do when I'm bored

If you know David, then you know this is pretty accurate.

And that folks, is your laugh for the day. I know I got a few giggles from it.

Here kitty, kitty, kitty!

So, we got a cat...again.
David is very fond of the cat. But you can't always tell from the way he treats him. Just the other day I caught him trying to shove him in the trash can. Ah...David. Such a sweet kid.

Follow these instructions carefully

Just so there's no confusion, I included a picture as an example.

Yep, that's exactly what he is.

To be fair, they both are.

When I grow up...

We went to good ol' Walmart yesterday to do some shopping and general looking around. This meant that Matthew had to check out the toy section. As Matt and I were over in the clothes section having a riveting discussion about coats, we see Matthew walk towards us with a big box in his hands. He says he just wants to "show this to us." Translation "I want you to see what I want you to buy for me." It was a huge Transformers toy, we asked him the same question as always. "How much does it cost?" (Christmas is around the corner and I like to keep these things in mind.) He says "It's a hundred dollars!" I laugh, (Cause I'm not very sensitive to these types of things.) and say "not even in your wildest dreams, kid." He turns away dejected and I hear him say. "When I grow up, I'm going to build a time machine and come back and buy this."

Problem solved.