Saturday, July 31, 2010
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Tuesday, July 27, 2010
157/365
OK... so Jeff took this one, but it was with my camera. And I taught him everything he knows!
Monday, July 26, 2010
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Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Miss Communication
Josh is playing in a 3 on 3 soccer tournament in a few weeks, and he came into the kitchen tonight to tell me the name they chose for their team.
Here is how that conversation went... word for word.
"Do you want to know the name of our team?"
"Sure...."
"The nut rippers..."
"What?"
"The nut rippers..."
"OMG. That's awful. You can't call yourself that. That's horrible. Who came up with that?"
"Dad..."
"Jeff????"
"What?"
"They can't call themselves that!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"What?"
"The Nut Rippers... That's horrible. I will not allow that. I can't believe you actually came up with that... What were you thinking?"
"It's the NET Rippers... like as in ripping the back of the net..."
"Oh. OK. That's good. Nevermind Josh."
Here is how that conversation went... word for word.
"Do you want to know the name of our team?"
"Sure...."
"The nut rippers..."
"What?"
"The nut rippers..."
"OMG. That's awful. You can't call yourself that. That's horrible. Who came up with that?"
"Dad..."
"Jeff????"
"What?"
"They can't call themselves that!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"What?"
"The Nut Rippers... That's horrible. I will not allow that. I can't believe you actually came up with that... What were you thinking?"
"It's the NET Rippers... like as in ripping the back of the net..."
"Oh. OK. That's good. Nevermind Josh."
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Bow Wow Cones...
I know.
When did I become the type of person who takes their dog to get ice cream?
I don't know how it happened. It was very insidious.
He's just so dang cute.
And he LOVES ice cream.
When did I become the type of person who takes their dog to get ice cream?
I don't know how it happened. It was very insidious.
He's just so dang cute.
And he LOVES ice cream.
Monday, July 19, 2010
California Bound
Another installment of "My Life as the Mother of a Near Grown Up."
After weeks of planning and excitement, my ultra feminist daughter walked away, headed towards the Volvo parked in the driveway. The white car packed like a sardine can had California license plates. The 3 inhabitants of the Volvo had driven 36 hours to pick up the 4th.
As they mulled around the kitchen preparing to leave for a 2 week adventure, I just kept breathing. In and Out. In and Out. In and Out.
Destination: Chicago. Minnesota. North Dakota. Yellowstone. Northern California.
I gave out my hugs and told the boyfriend, "Take good care of her..."
Across the porch, she glared at me. "I can take care of myself. I don't need a man to do that."
"I know."
And because I raised her that way ... she was off on the adventure of a lifetime.
After weeks of planning and excitement, my ultra feminist daughter walked away, headed towards the Volvo parked in the driveway. The white car packed like a sardine can had California license plates. The 3 inhabitants of the Volvo had driven 36 hours to pick up the 4th.
As they mulled around the kitchen preparing to leave for a 2 week adventure, I just kept breathing. In and Out. In and Out. In and Out.
Destination: Chicago. Minnesota. North Dakota. Yellowstone. Northern California.
I gave out my hugs and told the boyfriend, "Take good care of her..."
Across the porch, she glared at me. "I can take care of myself. I don't need a man to do that."
"I know."
And because I raised her that way ... she was off on the adventure of a lifetime.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Saturday, July 17, 2010
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