Harper is always trying to get her fingers on my phone or iPad. I didn’t think she could do any harm since it was turned off. She grabs it, immediately pushes the center button to turn it on, slides her finger across the bottom to unlock it, and continues to modify my task list. I’m not sure it is a selling point in this case, but Apple stuff really is easy to use.
Beacon Rock
We took the kids to Beacon Rock because I had no idea how steep and freaky it is. To add to my anxiety, we saw a little chipmunk which acted like the laser pointer on Over the Hedge to my kids. They ran after the little guy (or gal) and threw nuts at it.
Conrad announced that he had to go to the bathroom. Claire told him he had to wait until we got back down to the car because we don’t pee on trails. He said he wouldn’t pee on trails and that he was going to pee into the water, but that he wouldn’t because “it would kill nature.” Claire told him if he peed off the edge, he would likely pee on someone below. Conrad giggled to himself and seemed to really like the idea again. More potty talk for the blog. You’re welcome.
SLUGS
Claire: OK kids, what do you do if a stranger comes to the door?
Conrad: We say, “Eat slugs, Malfoy!”
The Mayor
The mayor is following me on twitter. If this is a cunning trick to build support, it’s kind of working…
Sensei Weston
Weston has started his own karate class. Conrad and Shauna are his pupils and he shows them no mercy.
Uncategorized
I got a package in the mail today. Inside a big roll of packaging material I find this:
Then I look in the bottom of the box and find a photo of my friend, Trever:
I’m not sure what else to say about this…
The Greatest
Rather than saying “great-great-great grandfather” like the rest of us, Conrad says “greatest grandfather.” So, we all have a great grandfather, a greater grandfather, and a greatest grandfather. It makes sense (sort of) and it’s much shorter. We could even take it a step further: grandfather, grander-father, grandest-father.
Neutrogena
We were watching something on hulu and a Neutrogena commercial came on. Then it came on again. And again. And again. I could never understand why they play the same commercial over and over.
We take advantage of the break to tease each other, tickle each other, or just talk. Well, this time, Weston shushed us all and watched the Neutrogena commercial with great interest. I asked him if he wanted me to buy him some Neutrogena and he said, “Well, I do want to get rid of my wrinkles.”
Weston is six years old. I guess repetition works — yikes.
Baby Long Neck
When I was a kid, my brothers and sisters told me I was a baby giraffe that my mom stole from a zoo. They called me “baby long neck.” As the story went, my mom fixed all the mirrors in the house so I saw a boy when I looked.
After posting this photo on Facebook, my brother instant messaged me:
Tom: jerk!
Rich: haha
Tom: At least your pants fit in that picture
Rich: Your pants would fit too if they weren’t pulled up to your chest.
Elastiboy
I am assuming (hoping) that this was inspired by “The Incredibles” but today Conrad said, “If I could stretch my body, I could stretch my penis all the way back to the house and go to the bathroom without leaving the park!”