Where'd she go?!

Micah suddenly realized yesterday when we got home that Gabi wasn't here. He went and looked in her room. In the living room. In the kitchen. No Gabi. Then he figured it out! She must be in the bathroom! So for about 5 minutes he stood knocking.... no, banging!... on the bathroom door yelling, "Ga ga! Ga ga! ga ga ga ga BEEEEEEE!"

I told him she's gone bye-bye to Mimi's house, but he just shakes his head and says, "no no no ga ga. where?"

He looked for her again this morning. He'll be glad to see her on Friday!

Daddy's Girl

Purple Princess

Gabi in dress-up dress and jewelry, displaying her curtsey.

Sand Table Play

The last one is from when Micah realized he wasn't wearing shoes.

Ode to Spam Chain Mail: My Thanks to all who fill my inbox with forwarded messages

I must send my thanks to whoever sent me the e-mail warning about rat junk in the glue on envelopes because I now have to use a wet towel with every envelope that needs sealing.

Also, now I have to scrub the top of every can I open for the same reason.

I no longer have any savings because I gave it to a sick girl (Penny Brown) who is about to die in the hospital for the 1,387,258th time.

In fact, I no longer have any money at all, but that will change once I receive the $15,000 that Bill Gates/Microsoft and AOL are sending me for participating in their special e-mail program. Plus there’s a nice Nigerian millionaire who I gave my bank account number to so he can use it to get his money into the states, and he promises to reward me nicely for sharing that information with him.

I no longer worry about my soul because I have 363,214 angels looking out for me, and St. Theresa's novena has granted my every wish.

I no longer eat KFC because their chickens are actually horrible mutant freaks with no eyes or feathers.

I can't enjoy a good Latte from Starbucks anymore because they WOULD NOT send any coffee to that poor Army Sergeant who requested it.

I no longer use cancer-causing deodorants even though I smell like a water buffalo on a hot day.

Thanks to you, I have learned that my prayers only get answered if I forward an e-mail to seven of my friends and make a wish within five minutes.

Because of your concern I no longer drink Coca Cola because it can remove toilet stains.

I no longer can buy gasoline without taking a friend along to watch the car so a serial killer won't crawl in my back seat when I'm pumping gas.

I no longer drink Pepsi or Dr. Pepper since the people who make these products are atheists who refuse to put "Under God" on their cans.

I no longer use Saran wrap in the microwave because it causes cancer.

And thanks for letting me know I can't boil a cup water in the microwave anymore because it will blow up in my face, disfiguring me for life.

I no longer go to shopping malls because someone will drug me with a perfume sample and rob me.

I no longer shop at Target since they are French and don't support our American troops or the Salvation Army.

I no longer answer the phone because someone will ask me to dial a number for which I will get a phone bill with calls to Jamaica, Uganda, Singapore, and Uzbekistan.

I no longer worry about sudden cardiac arrest, since I can now cough myself back to life instead of wasting time calling 911.

I no longer have any sneakers -- but that will change once I receive my free replacement pair from Nike.

I no longer buy expensive cookies from Neiman Marcus since I now have their recipe.

Thanks to you, I can't use anyone's toilet but mine because a big brown African spider is lurking under the seat to cause me instant death when it bites my butt.

Thank you too for all the endless advice Andy Rooney has given us. I can live a better life now because he's told us how to fix everything.

And thanks to your great advice, I can't ever pick up $5.00 I found in the parking lot because it probably was placed there by a sex molester waiting underneath my car to grab my leg.

If you don't send this e-mail to at least 144,000 people in the next 70 minutes, a large dove with diarrhea will land on your head at 5:00 PM this afternoon and the fleas from 12 camels will infest your back, causing you to grow a hairy hump. I know this will occur because it actually happened to a friend of my next-door neighbor's ex-mother-in-law's second husband's cousin's beautician, who is a lawyer.

Oh, and if you’ve read this message, your computer may now be infected with a virus. If there is file titled “My Documents” on your hard drive, do not open it! Delete it immediately.

That about covers it. Have a wonderful day!!

Gabi's Eyes

Gabi had her first vision screening and all is good... no glasses needed!

Right on track: train play

Start watching for sales now, grandparents, b/c Micah is gonna be asking for Thomas trains for Christmas! They both love playing trains but Micah is becoming obsessed with the "chugga chugga."

Why toddlers eat spaghetti shirtless

Who is this?

Anybody care to guess who this handsome little dude is? Anyone think he resembles Micah a bit?

Backyardigans

Thanks to a bit of a break in the heat, we had some backyard adventures this morning. Enjoy!

new thingymabob: sign the guestbook!

Scroll to the bottom and you'll see that you can now sign our guestbook so we'll know you were here. You can also always add a comment.

Hoot for the Zoo!

Fun was had by owl... I mean, all... at the zoo. The girls learned about nocturnal animals and Micah fed fish, turtles, goats, and ducks. And nobody melted.

VBS Program

Gabi and her "digger" friends in their VBS program, daddy watching, and other just 'cause they're cute.

"How to be a cat" by Micah and Gabi

ask my kids how to be like a cat, and they know what to do!

why, you just lay in the floor, of course. what else do cats do?























mackie: not true! i also lay on the couch, the desk, the beds, people's laps.... and lay around while being "petted" by small children.

Sorry- been a bad, bad blogger!

You may ask what is the point of a cute-kid (and kat!) pic blog if the blogger in question takes the cute kids (but not the kats) on a great vacation and never takes her beloved camera from the bag. Keep on asking.... I have no answer. But here's a list of things we learned on vacation:

1. There is a breed of swans (Royal Swans) which have been bred as pets for royalty so they no longer honk loudly. And our hotel in Dallas had a pair as pets named Queen and Barron.

2. Micah will fearlessly investigate lions, crocodiles, sharks, monkeys, and snakes, but runs in fear of chickens and parrots.

3. Bella (the panther at the aquarium) remembers Gabi- she's quite certain of it.

4. Spaghetti and fried fish are the kids fave food at home or on the road.

5. DVD players for the car are a good investment.

6. It's a small world. We ran into a friend from RUSSELLVILLE at the Galleria in DALLAS. Weird.

7. Vacation is kind of like staying with grandparents, in that you get to eat fruit loops for breakfast.

8. The McDonald's next to the Dallas Zoo is almost as cool as the zoo itself.

9. Calder-inspired mobiles are fun to make.

10. You can drink too much caffeine. (Dallas is not lacking in Starbucks. )

11. Gabi can now distinguish flamingoes from emus, and no longer lumps them together as "flamemus." The pink ones are her fave. Surprised?

12. You can't deduct a family vacation just b/c you returned books to the SMU library while you were in town.