Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Saturday, December 20, 2008
How to know what ails you:
If you think in terms of how it will taste coming back up, you may have the stomach flu. We recommend apple sauce and pudding, they’re nice and smooth for the return trip out and they’ll still taste pretty good.
If going outside is based on how fast you can shed your outside cloths if you need to use the bathroom, you may have an upside down stomach flu, that means instead of coming up and out, its going down and out, and fast.
If you can’t decided if you should kneel by the toilet or sit on it, you may have an upside down inside out stomach flu. We recommend carrying a bucket around so such a choice won’t actually be necessary to make.
If you feel rolled over and stomped on, and still you manage to do all the work that must be done, your probably a mother, and we thank you.
If you feel pretty lousy, and still you can talk about cutting wood, your probably our favorite father and your not really sick, its just sympathy. (we're just kidding favorite father)
If there’s no argument about what movie to watch, the entire family better head for the hospital, it sounds pretty bad to us.
Well, if these suggestions aren’t helpful for determining what ails you, we’re sorry. Oddly enough they were right on for us.
Please wash your hands with soap after reading this.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
“I have a pretty girl special going on…”
The silly sisters hadn’t made eye contact, and they were walking at such a brisk pace that though the salesman had begun his sentence before they reached him, they were passed him before he finished.
But even knowing the danger of getting trapped into a five minute recital was over, the youngest child couldn’t stop herself from chirping gleefully over her shoulder back at him, “Well you better go find some then!”
And the two ornery silly sisters walked on without breaking their stride, while the poor gallant, if rehearsed, salesmen was heard muttering to himself, “I thought I had…”
In other news, we are happy to report, that though the silly sisters pretend to play the snobs on the strip of Vegas, they haven’t quite reduced themselves to chasing down celebrities yet. That’s right, we have actual proof that the silly sisters passed by a man they both recognized as someone famous, without attacking him with pen and paper. He saw their glances and walked on, with perhaps a quicker pace, while smiling in amusement. If the silly sisters had only known the name of the man they no doubt would have made chase. But unfortunately for them, they couldn’t quite place his name until they saw his face on the hotel opposite theirs, and it was then they both knew without a doubt that they had seen Barry Manilow, and had even brushed passed his 10,000. dollar suit.
Sunday, December 07, 2008
They're going to keep the five cents they found in the parking lot, and the quarter their favorite Brainerd grandpa gave them, and go to bed at once.
Monday, December 01, 2008
The Christmas seasons here.
The Christmas tunes are humming,
In and out our ear.
The Christmas cups are out,
The Christmas lights are on,
The Christmas tree looks stout,
For this is the Christmas season.
The halls are decked with holly,
The giggles roll and burst,
The air is filled so jolly,
And its only December first!
Sunday, November 30, 2008
When the favorite brother’s house arrived, all his help was there ready to be helpful. The help consisted of his two brothers(who most view as his sisters) and his favorite father.
The observant man who delivered the house panels was a poor unsuspecting man. He eyed the favorite brothers straggly crew and asked in all innocence, “When will the rest of the guys get here to help?”
The favorite brother responded with all the surprise he felt, “This is everyone.”
The look of surprise and dismay on the delivery mans face was rather discouraging to the favorite brother. He’d never unloaded a house from a semi trailer before, he was relying on the favorite fathers experience as well as his brothers, and this man seriously doubted their skills. Granted, even puffed up in their many layers of fall clothing, his two brothers didn’t resemble the strapping young men of most construction crews, but the man didn’t know his brothers.
“You know,” the man said hesitantly, “I’m not supposed to help you unload.”
The favorite brother nodded his head in total understanding, “That’s okay.” The man clearly didn’t know his brothers.
It was decided, by deductive reasoning and strength in demand, that the middle child would run the lull while the youngest child helped the favorite brother load panels onto it from on top of the semi trailer, and the favorite father would unload the panels on the ground.
When the semi trailer was half unloaded, the favorite mother was found to be outside watching happily. The delivery man sidled close and said with some disbelief, “I was warned about do-it-yourselfers. The other drivers told me horror stories about some loads they’ve delivered. I was even given instructions to call the company if the trailer wasn’t unloaded in 6 hours. I was really concerned when all I saw was your two girls for help.” The man was shaking his head as if he couldn’t believe his eyes.
The favorite mother just laughed.
“How long has that one been running a lull?”
“She started this morning.”
When the entire semi trailer had been unloaded, with all the pieces present and accounted for, the delivery man said, “this is the smoothest unloading I’ve ever had!”
Come to find out, it was his first day on the job.
When all was said and done, and the dust was settled from the departing semi, it was 10:45am.
ABC would have been proud.
Monday, November 24, 2008
Here are the rules:
1)Link to the person who tagged you. (which we took the liberty of doing already above.)
2)Place the rules on your blog (we are currently in the process of acomplishing this task)
3) Write 6 random things about yourself (12 in our own case).
4)Tag 6 people at at the end of your post and ad a link to them.
5)Let each person know they have been tagged and leave a comment on their blog.
6) Let the tagger know when your entry is up.
7) Well there isn't another rule, but we didn't care for everything running in numbers of 6 so we're making it a rule that there must be a rule number 7.
Random facts about the middle child and the youngest child:
1a. The middle child has two saxiphones 4 guitars and one uklele (and no music books).
1b. The youngest child has one violin and an accoridan she adopted...she plays neither.
2a. The middle child collects rocks.
2b. The youngest child can't sleep without her teddy bear.
3a. The middle child likes to slide down the hill in a box with as many people as she can fit in.
3b. The youngest child reads old books, the dustier the better.
4a. The middle child has been on the volunteer fire department for 8 years.
4b. Someone once threatened to get the sheriff after the youngest child.
5a. The middle child collects little peices of paper.
5b. The youngest child likes to pet bumble bees.
6a. The middle child likes splitting wood
6b. The youngest child gravely misses her stapler, which the favorite father destroyed in his eagerness to fix.
7. And for something completly random, the favorite mother can't wait to slide down the hill on an air mattress.
OK- now we are tagging all of our friends...
5) The demolition child
6) Little tender tush
No doubt, we'll be it forever for this....
Sunday, November 09, 2008
unfortunatly, we're only on the first floor
Friday, November 07, 2008
After an hour of tossing and turning the middle child sighed and whispered, "Are you sleeping youngest child?"
"No," came the immediate and disgruntled reply from the youngest child’s side of the bed.
The next morning, when the alarm went off, the youngest child felt as if she had been expecting it for hours, while the middle child felt as if she had just fallen asleep…literally.
As they were discussing their rotten night the middle child asked the youngest child how she had slept, and the youngest child replied in bewilderment, “I slept?”
Luckily, they always carry a spare mattress around just for such an occasion. And tonight they’ll be sleeping like lambs…
Thursday, October 16, 2008
and the glow worm sings....
its a long trip alone,
Friday, October 10, 2008
(the real song goes, “There’s so many colors in the rainbow! There’s so many colors in the morning sun! There’s so many colors in the flower’s and I see every one!”)
And while eating a peanut butter sandwich she sings, “peanut, peanut butter, stinks to my nose.” And after swiping her nose with her peanut buttery finger she continues, “peanut peanut butter, stinks to my cheek” and on she goes until her whole little face is as sticky as her song.
(The real song goes, “Peanut peanut butter, sticks to your nose like no other. Peanut peanut butter, sticks to your nose. But Jesus sticks with you, even closer still. He’s closer than a brother, he’s closer than peanut butter.”)
And we credit it all to the favorite singing family, who was kind enough to teach us these songs while the mosquitoes sang harmony.
Tuesday, October 07, 2008
they wished everything wasn't so easy
A special thanks to the one eyed mutt for contributing to this story
Monday, September 29, 2008
He is at their complete mercy…they drag him on long walks where he is not allowed to chase birds, but he himself gets chased frequently by the crazy sisters who insist there's a button to push on his tail...
....they connive him into precarious kayaks, where he is forced to sit still or reap the consequences....he gets nothing to eat but scrapes and mac and cheese....
He's forced to play out side amidst unimagineable horrors, while the wolves frolic in the field. AND HE HAS TO SLEEP WITH OUT HIS PILLOW!!!!
These perhaps would not be so bad alone, but to top it all off, the crazy sisters can't seem to refrain from making him play dress up with them
and this humiliating abuse will go on until the handsome ransom is paid in full.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
If our memories serve us right, her exact words were: "I don't like stripping."
And the youngest child quite naturally took it a step farther and crossed "Professional Stripper" off the resumee.
Sunday, September 21, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
The favorite brother responded to such concern with great confidence and complete sincerity, “Oh, my brothers are going to help me.”
Monday, September 08, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Six days down, and only six to go! Oh boy! How shall we ever bear such joy? And yes we do mean bear.
Pardon us if we forget wether it's day or night...or if it's actually today instead of yesterday...its okay though, we have a plan...
we'll sleep when its over.
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Stink bugs and wild fruit flies are easily brushed off and promptly forgotten, and even the eggs can be tolerated as long as they brush off easily, but a worm found is as good as a berry thrown…and its very difficult to stop the thought from coming…how many worms have we eaten this year in our berry patch without us even knowing?
Monday, August 18, 2008
This is the middle child laughing at the awkward looking camera person.
After they had over come being distracted by the sights and sounds(horns?) the silly sisters finally arrived in Idaho
Here the grins and gigglers are standing at the top of the little mountain they climbed after fly fishing in a happy little lake. Okay, so they didn't have to climb very high, and they didn't make it to the top; but hey, no one ever has to know that.
Tune in next time for pictures of the silly sisters doing a photo shoot with May and Phil.
Sunday, August 03, 2008
><><><><><><> heres an older picture of the cricket when he was younger
<><><The glow worm and her motorcycle
And our little lady bug
Hope everyone enjoyed seeing our bugs as much as we did!
Saturday, August 02, 2008
Of course we're not going to post today. We have way to many cabins to clean and fluff and stuff. We'd have to be made of time to post on a day as busy as this one...or maybe we just got up super early after going to bed horribly late...but at any rate, we're not going to post to day!
Friday, August 01, 2008
Hey, at the very least, we've already smiled once...even the lady bug!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Sometimes the middle child accidentally barrels into a cabin with the tractor...and sometimes, early in the morning, the youngest child can be heard encouraging the one eyed mutt to, "Go poop one eye. Go poop!" and then with some frusteration she'll growl in a low stern voice, "Go poop NOW!"
Monday, July 07, 2008
Oh, you could also go to here and then type in Tales of Two Sillies in the search box to see the cover...
Sunday, July 06, 2008
You know what they say, "Many hands make..."
Everything much more confusing
The youngest child didn't actually lean on this pile of dirt all day. There was a different pile closer to the hole that she leaned on with a shovel.
The middle child did in fact sit in this tractor all day...and no it didn't stay in one spot.
This isn't what the silly sisters were doing last week, this is what they did the week before, they were playing in the mud last week...
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
The cattail party was a sight to behold. It really was. Imagine 19 people in 19 yellow T-shirts running around like bumble bees.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
Thursday, June 12, 2008
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Monday, June 09, 2008
The mayflies have not.
The bunnies are busy.
The silly sisters are busy.
John-Paul and Jeff are almost done with the scaffold on the upper floor.
Ralph is no logger sitting in a chair sleeping
We can see Arthur from time to time as he runs to and fro.
And the favorite mother giggles happily at her wet laundry hanging out in the rain.
And now, as soon as supper is over, the middle child and the youngest child are going to take their parents for a walk. Such good kids.
Saturday, June 07, 2008
All busniess meetings at the happy place will take place on Saturday mornings between the hours of 8am through 12pm. They will take place in which ever cabin the meeting is held and at which ever time insparation hits. Anyone who does not attend these weekly meetings does not have a say in the out come of the discussion.
the newsy news staff
Thursday, June 05, 2008
While moving out of the trailer house.
Thursday: After reaching an all time high on the roof the day before, the youngest child was banished to the lowest of lows when the favorite father gave her a shovel to dig out the tire rims under the trailer. She then assured everyone, who walked by her unsuspectingly, that the fox hole would be big enough for them too real soon.
The middle child continued to hasten around with boxes, until the oldest child (who was indeed helping) got in her way, causing a loud commotion when the middle child's elbow inconveniently collided with a wooden box the oldest child was carrying. The force of the impact caused the Mento the middle child was sucking on to fly from her mouth with great force; this was more upsetting to the middle child then the pain coming from her elbow, as is evident when she wailed out in dismay, "MY MENTO!!!!" The oldest child, though feeling badly about hitting the middle child's elbow, laughed heartily at the reaction of the middle child and repeated it with much spirit to anyone who would listen for the rest of the week.
Wednesday, June 04, 2008
Tuesday, June 03, 2008
Sunday, June 01, 2008
Friday, May 30, 2008
There was some confusion on the youngest child’s part over the guts of a car, and since only one person can fit under little knightly at a time, this confusion struck the whole class until the middle child dragged her out and told her to get lost. Naturally things progressed very well after the middle child took over, with only minor leakages.
Things the middle child learned: Obstacles build muscles and sisters build obstacles. She also learned how to change the oil of a car.
Things the youngest child learned: Not everything is a catastrophe. She also learned she could have changed the oil if her ankles hadn’t been sticking out from under the car far enough for the middle child to grab.
Good and worthy lessons for all of us to remember.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
First there was no internet. So the middle child and the youngest child buried themselves in work to forget that grievous fact. Somewhere between painting the vaulted ceilings, dancing with the scaffold, painting the library, creating art in the youngest child’s room, laying linoleum, painting secret closets, ripping up walls in cabins, replacing the unfortunate walls, building a counter top for the favorite mother’s secret mother’s day gift, working around a crooked dock, washing walls, making beds, washing blankets, being nice, raking the beach, planning parties, visiting hiding Heidi, finding the favorite Texas Grandparents in Canada, cutting trees, moving trees, and moving a deck for the door, the silly sisters have managed to find the time to keep batting the book ball into the publisher’s field every time it gets pitched back. Was that sentence too long? No doubt.
No one else has posted either though so we don’t feel completely guilty…just slightly. But off to work with us now. If we don’t keep moving we’re bound to fall behind.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Saturday, May 17, 2008
Friday, May 16, 2008
Thursday, May 15, 2008
Tuesday, May 06, 2008
The winner is: Simon River, a superb athlete from Hermitvill WY, he plans on exhibiting his Supper Sucker water painting by the silly sister’s at his remote spread somewhere else. He said, and we quote, “I will treasure it always…”
The middle child came in with a very dramatic second place, she had just passed the two pine trees before the Y. Her prize was 1000 newsy points, which she can now use at any newsy store.
The favorite mother was trailing the middle child by a few short steps, making her third over all!!! Her prize was beating the one eyed mutt, who did not participate for personal reasons.
And the youngest child also ran.
As for the firefighter’s training, it was canceled unbeknownst to the newsy staff…whose the sucker’s now huh?
Friday, May 02, 2008
We call it a catastrophe
<><The good news is we don't have to put the planks on the docks this year....Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha... sob...
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
From: the Youngest child
There are rumors afloat of a van heading north tomorrow, I may be on it. I find my work is now done here, and I would risk eating more than I've worked for if I remained longer. Although our good brother-in-law is kind enough not to complain over the lack of left over's, I would not want to impose overly long.
Also, the wounds I had have healed now and I know I can go home and begin working again without fear of blister's...not that I ever feard them...I merely stated it that way because I thought it sounded well. These callouses better last longer than the last ones...I can't afford to be going through them so fast. I'm most anxious to be what I was before the symptoms leveled me, and nothing short of rocks, rakes and tractors will do the job.
You may notice that the tone of this letter is perhaps different, I confess I have been reading in the Scottish Cheiffs again...and I fear it has affected my rout of thinking...just be happy I'm leaving out the thee's and thou's that do float by on occasion...I'm near the end, and Lady Helen is as well...but I shall not lament a soul at rest in heaven.
Oh glow has something to say, "dear sarah bing me pop, miss you too ...press button too peas...press button too....hfwbgloria." I think she want's you to write her back.
Anyway, naps are on the house today...so
The youngest child
Greet the cousins for me, tell them they are doing a wonderful job for me.
Monday, April 28, 2008
Sunday, April 27, 2008
from: the youngest child
I can see how you would all be in uproar!! Is there no end to our woes??? The worms are drying up before our eyes, the cops are drawn to you like a minnow to bread...its un called for...the worms we can not help, but did you ask the dog about the whole cop thing? she may have tried to intimidate the cop with her long face you know...is the other middle child cousin sure the dog is to be trusted while looking out the back window...you know I like that dog but still there's just no other reason I can think a cop would give two poor little girls a hard time.
I was a very good girl yesterday, you'll be so proud of me...I know I am. I just can't remember why right now...hmm. Oh well. But did you hear what the glow worm did? The oldest child was feeding her cake and she said, "Is this cake mommy?" the oldest child happily told her "yes it is." the glow worms eyes got bright and she said, "Its Delicious." what a kid. Its just too funny how high her voice goes when she's asking a question though...I just about die all day long. She helped vacuum the stairs yesterday and told me all about a bad tumble she had taken down them while the tools she was carrying came tumbling down after her.
oh glow is here now, I asked her if she wanted me to tell you anything, she says "Nope!" she's too busy twirling in her dress I guess.
I watched the Red Green show last night and remember a lot of good times...we do a lot better at building floors than we do roofs...but hey we're only as good as our material, and I must say the materials have gotten considerably better in the last few years.
well tell the cousins hi from me...hey, how'd the dog like the cat? I hear they taste better the farther south you get...is it true? Blast...I don't mean for you try the cats...I want to know what the dog has to say about it.
Well I need to get ready for church...or rather, I need to apply both hands to drinking my coffee before I can go to church.
I miss you...after all, you've stolen my half of the computer, and I really miss my computer...sigh.
Love the youngest child,
P.S. I'm not sure if I should be concerned or not but the oldest child had a rather big burst of energy last night, I tell you she was flying around the house picking up toys and stuffing stuff in corners...I was going to tell her to sit down and let it pass but I figured since the favorite brother-in-law was home it was as good a time as any to go into labor...
Saturday, April 26, 2008
From: The middle child
Dear youngest child,
I just have to begin by saying how much life is not fare. First, if there are seven police cars on the side of the road, and ten cars pass those cops on the side of the road the odds arn't good for seven cars. It's unfortunate and unfare that we happened to be one of those seven. I mean what about the truck in front of us. That guy was flying, and the other guy swerving all over the road he was a maniac. But poor little inosent us driving slowly in a big mamas car have to take all the rap for speeding. Oh Well.
The second thing to life is not fare is, The tragic amount of poor worms that I have seen. Every stop we made I saw litered dried up worms of all sizes. The first time I saw them I thought to my self that it had been raining in this part of the country. But when I saw them dried up little worms at the secound and then the third and even the fourth stops were there was no rain I really got to thinking my research my be over. Oh sister I have come all this way and now my research is over. At this point of the trip when I discovered that I was a bit upset, but the other middle child was there to calm my nerves and very comforting. I will still look into the matter but as for now I will look for other research.
I really must be going. Say Hi to all there.
Love your silly sister, the middle child
Friday, April 25, 2008
From: The youngest child
Dear middle child,
This morning I tried not to cry into my coffee, although it was strong enough to be unaffected by a few extra drops, I was determined to be strong in front of the glow worm and her parents...To keep my mind from dwelling on the research you are doing, I painted the little nursery and was quite happy for the rest of the morning...although our favorite brother-in-law kept coming into the room and letting out all my perfectly scented air...sigh. I was sorely dismayed to have to share my air after I had gone through such lengths to be the only one breathing it...you running off to Oklahoma was a part of my original plan...along with taking my sweet time removing wall paper so you're departure day would arrive before you could paint. Do you see now how you've underestimated my sneakiness? But alas I forgot to remember that by sending you away you would in fact no longer be here...and so there lies the real kicker.
Anyway, after lunch the little glow worm was kind enough to let me read her an entire book to take my mind off what state I'm in again. Unfortunately the oldest child, insisted that the glow worm had to nap, so I picked up my poor little tattered emotions with a paint brush and opened another can to lift my spirits. I painted my way through the bathroom and my spirits were very much improved by the small space and admirable foresight I had in keeping the bathroom door closed...all day. Your sister, the oldest child, barged in a time or two...but she is...well you know, and so I excused her.
I know how you've spent your day so I wont bore myself by being redundant, although that is very much my style, but I don't feel like being stylish right now, and since we're on the subject, that shirt you were wearing when you left was hideous...and perfect, I applaud you!!! Bravo, we fear no wayside rests hey kid? I'm pleased your research is going better than planned, worms...who knew?
Tell our favorite Air Force cousin I miss him, and tell the favorite Air Force cousins wife that I'm bummed I'm missing out on her home cooking...but at least I have fond memories. Anyway, tell the other middle child that I really missed my giggle workout today, every time I talked to you on the phone I could clearly hear how much you two were exercising. Oh, tell that big dog in the back seat not to have such a long face...and then give her a gentle pat from me...I would tell you to kiss her but I wouldn't want to scare the dog...just kidding, I know how you are about the slobber.
I've kissed the one eyed mutt for you...then he ran to his corner, I do believe he's sulking, I choose to think that was inspired by the idea of you not being here rather than the fact that it was I who kissed him. Poor dog. The glow worm is crying because its bed time...and thither I go as well...honestly I don't miss you at all when I review that I have the entire bed to myself for the next um teen days...anyway have a wonderful night sleeping where ever it is you find to lay your head...as the song goes, "The ground is soft" or something like that...
Love your little sister, the youngest child
P.S. too bad about the happy place huh? maybe we should invest in the jaws of life...be good for your cousins now okay?
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Monday, April 21, 2008
Oh, John-Paul and Jeff are also the names printed on the jackets we got a really good deal on.
Thursday, April 17, 2008
“Oh, girls, I thought you were the twins up there mudding when all I saw was your hairy legs…” and off she went giggling into another room.
John-Paul and Jeff looked at each other in some confusion, before shrugging and going on in their merry work.
Tuesday, April 01, 2008
April, the newsy staff will be in disguise as unfortunate souls and dedicate some Saturday’s to community service…after which they’ll find a couple over sized chairs to suffer in silence in….or relative silence. In May, the middle child and the youngest child will host their double engagement party at the sucker run. In June, the newsy staff will be doing field studies on the migrational habits of worms. In July, since it was already reserved for something of the sort, the middle child and the youngest child will have their double wedding in Hawaii, everyone is welcome to partake in their joy at the happy place. In August, after the mountains of gold expedition, the glow worm, the cricket and the praying mantis will attend their aunts ever growing bug collection party. John-Paul and Jeff have also agreed to sign autographs at the state fair.
And once again, to all our friends, happy April fools day from two very silly sister’s.
Monday, March 31, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
E-mail was a remarkable invention in its time…the average household could get an e-mail instantly without even getting up, thus making it a whole lot more convenient than getting snail mail, which must be brought inside by some manual means.
Until recently the happy place was just such an average household…but then something remarkable happened…they canceled their internet. In consequence to this noteworthy event, getting e-mail is now 3 miles more inconvenient than getting snail mail…but hey, some things in life are worth the extra mile, or perhaps we should say 7...
At any rate, we find we can now sympathize with one of our friends who does the same…here’s to us
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
That’s good news for our sheet rockers anyways…for the rest of the world who remain indifferent to such inspiring news we have another note worthy thing to report:
The youngest child went so far as to raise her feet off the ground to avoid a spider, and the middle child commended her good judgment.
Friday, March 14, 2008
“Is that a huge aloe plant.” One of the silly sister's asked for conversation sake as the favorite family was meandering home from the beach.
“That plant?” The favorite father asked in happiness over the prospect of finally being able to share some of his previously useless knowledge, “No, they use that plant there to make Tequila.” He said it with such assurance that the favorite mother immediately questioned where he got his information,
“Why, my vast worldly knowledge dear.”
Saturday, March 08, 2008
Thursday, March 06, 2008
Saturday, March 01, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
April: The newsy news field editors will be researching what it’s like to take ones self to a concert, unpaid for by the newsy news company.
May 3rd: the first annual Sucker Run begins at dawn…or whenever the suckers choose to start running. (it’s a marathon) Registration is open all day starting at 8am, bring a white T-shirt we can write your number on.
June 21st: The 5th annual cattail party and newsy news 7th birthday party begins at dawn and last’s until the mosquitoes go to bed at 11pm. As this is a very special 5th annual cattail party, we have taken the liberty of buying recycled T-shirts which we will be giving to all who attend. As usual the party barge will be involved as well as mamas pond and fireflies.
July: We’re keeping July completely open for the other oldest child cousin. But the silly sister’s will no doubt take their annual bath.
August: The newsy news field staff is contemplating doing research on mountains and gold…or preferably, mountains of gold. The favorite parents and the silly sister’s will work their 2 weeks for the year.
And that’s as far as we’ve planned so far…As usual, newsy reserves the right to change its plans with little or no notice. The only event that is concrete is March, April, May, June, July, and August…all other plans are entitled to cancellation without notice.
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Goal 1. Get dressed
Goal 2. Take a nap
Goal 3. Post a blog
Goal 4. Pack for Texas
Goal 5. Go sledding
Goal 6. Restring bows
Goal 7. Plan the sucker run
Goal 8. Find a shovel
Goal 9. Shovel a roof
Don’t worry, the middle child and the youngest child have no intention of achieving all of these goals on the same day or even in the same week…but someday they’d like to attempt them.
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
This is the famous hunting archer, we actually had the honor of staring at the back of his head for 9 straight days, really, we’re living the big time now.
This is our favorite friend from Idaho. Even though we caused him no end in grief from his neighbors he was still kind enough to let us get a picture with him.
This is our neighbor with perhaps the most interesting product…but we’re not about to go into it…
This is our Utah neighbor…okay, so he was about 50 booths down and a building over, but like we said before, we reserve the right to exaggerate as much as we want. He was kind enough to put up with our daily walkabouts which were taken for the soul purpose of retaining our sanity at the loss of others.
These are our neighbors from 5 booths down and one building over, they were kind enough to feel badly for the youngest child when she couldn’t talk.
Our neighbors from across the way, whom we reserve the snickers for…they were kind enough to not make fun of us like other peoples neighbors do.
This is the youngest child contemplating a career change…a good neighbor was kind enough to allow the youngest child to practice on her shoe.
This is the middle child sporting a real knife.
This is the silly sister’s racing in Australia, the ugly bird won.
And now you know the rest of the story.