Thursday, November 25, 2010
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Campo Railway Museum
Sunday, September 26, 2010
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Airplane ride to Vancouver
Monday, June 7, 2010
Saturday, June 5, 2010
Baby Sushi
INGREDIENTS:
1 Ripe Banana
2 Tablespoons Peanut Butter
DIRECTIONS:
Peel banana. If you want to impress friends and toddlers alike, don't peel by using the stem handle like normal people. Rather, pinch the other side and peel away while telling your amazed audience you learned this by studying monkeys in the wild.
Now break the banana in half. Take one of the halves and slowly pinch the banana meat, breaking into three natural banana slices. Perform the same magic on the other half and you will have six banana slices.
You're now within 5 minutes of serving, yet your toddler has probably finished his or her milk. Because down time leads straight to tantrum time when strapped to a chair, I suggest serving three bare banana slices as an appetizer.
With the three remaining slices, lay each slice out with the rounded side down against the cutting board. Slather somewhat liberally peanut butter across the point of the two sides that are facing up.
With your shapest sushi knife, slice at a 90 degree angle. As the Dutch say, walla!
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Gorilla Face
Saturday, April 10, 2010
Go Go Tractor
I usually get home from work between say 6 and 7. This is dinner time and Gayle has Caden in his chair eating. Well, nibbling and throwing is more like it. But we're working on the throwing bit. At any rate, the second Caden hears the door open, he starts in with his #1 request. "Go go tractor?" It's a struggle to finish up dinner with the now distracted youngster, but soon enough we head out.
I think it's like a reverse parade for him. We drive around at about 1 mph and the entire time he's waving and say hello to everyone. "Hi Swing! Hi Tree! Bye Swing! Hi Cherry! (one of the horses) Hi Fence! Bye Ramone! Hi Swing!"
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I think it's like a reverse parade for him. We drive around at about 1 mph and the entire time he's waving and say hello to everyone. "Hi Swing! Hi Tree! Bye Swing! Hi Cherry! (one of the horses) Hi Fence! Bye Ramone! Hi Swing!"
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Sunday, April 4, 2010
Easter Egg Hunt
Happy Birthday Caden
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Grass is Green
Swingtime
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Feedin Time
With the longer days, I no longer have to feed the horses in the dark. Most any evening can be a full family affair. Now I know this will sound kinda dumb to many, but time is usually a factor in all this. So first thing to do is load up in the truck for the 300 yard drive.
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Caden racing Momma to the hay barn. It is customary to give the lil cowboy a bit of a head start.
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Helping Daddy with the the grain.
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Caden racing Momma to the hay barn. It is customary to give the lil cowboy a bit of a head start.
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Helping Daddy with the the grain.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
Some big boots to fill
Sunday, February 28, 2010
Hockey Day in Jamul
The young upstart Americans with the hot goaltender were set to take on mighty Team Canada. We spent the morning training.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Happy New Year Crop Top
The start of a fresh new year. Hope springs eternal. Resolutions run rampant. Time to clean up, make some goals and chart our path through a glorious new year.
So what's that mean to a toddler closing in on his 22nd month? Time to abandon your young hippie ways and jump into the barber's chair. Long time followers of the blog will recall we did chop the mullet back in the Riff Raff days. Here we're talking about the entire landscape. Official Haircut #1.
Now keep in mind, we're making our way out in the hinterlands. I'm not driving the young prince to the city for a day at the salon. No sir. Strap the lil guy in a chair, give him plenty of playthings and hand me the shears.
We did have a sidebar to determine who was better qualified to play the butcher in this unfolding drama. Gayle's experience was limited to plucking eye brows. Back in college, working as a valet, I once shaved Paul's head during a particularly slow Sunday. So I grabbed the scissors and G the camera.
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Aww how cute, first time hair up the nose...
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Still having fun!
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Alright...enough. Are we done yet?
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Ta Da!!!!
So what's that mean to a toddler closing in on his 22nd month? Time to abandon your young hippie ways and jump into the barber's chair. Long time followers of the blog will recall we did chop the mullet back in the Riff Raff days. Here we're talking about the entire landscape. Official Haircut #1.
Now keep in mind, we're making our way out in the hinterlands. I'm not driving the young prince to the city for a day at the salon. No sir. Strap the lil guy in a chair, give him plenty of playthings and hand me the shears.
We did have a sidebar to determine who was better qualified to play the butcher in this unfolding drama. Gayle's experience was limited to plucking eye brows. Back in college, working as a valet, I once shaved Paul's head during a particularly slow Sunday. So I grabbed the scissors and G the camera.
Aww how cute, first time hair up the nose...
Still having fun!
Alright...enough. Are we done yet?
Ta Da!!!!
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