Zee Artiste

2010-03-09T23:40:49Z

My little sweet potatolove, Teacher Linda sent these great pics of your fingerpainting session from last week.

Oh, uh, how come you ain't comin' after their camera like ya come after mine? Just wonderin', punkin. Is it 'cos you're busy finger paintin' er somethin'?

Friday the 5th

2010-03-05T18:31:06Z

Well, my little prince, you are in schoolo right now. It has been very very very difficult to get any new pictures of you due to your wanting to play with the camera. It's not your fault but you do have an obsessive personality. Having such an attribute can be a very good thing for whatever God wants you to ultimately do with your life, so I'm not criticizing you my any means. It just makes for extremely difficult photo sessions. When I put the camera away, you pretty much freak out and don't stop freaking out for a long time. So that I don't miss a beat of your little life, I've been sneaking videos with the ipod nano (which looks like a Skor candy bar and you don't know what a Skor bar is yet). Still, life is too crazy for me to have time to upload them on demand. Perhaps I'll get some still shots of you while you are sleeping tonight. I am writing this for you but also for your fans out there who get sad when there's no new pics of you and Brudder Joe.

Oh, while you were at schoolo today, Joe figured out how to climb the pub table. He rolls the kneeling chair to the pub chair, climbs the kneeling chair and then the pub chair and then up to the table. You never did any of this, so it's new to Daddy and me. He's very fast, and I'm a nervous wreck. Be nice to Teacher Linda if you can read this!

Investigator?

2010-02-24T17:54:02Z

This is you after getting home from school. Do you want to be an investigative reporter?

Ah, there's your happy face! I saw an Olympian with a similar hat and found this one for you so that the sun won't bother your little eyes so much.

Bye-bye Gramma

2010-02-24T11:15:12Z

This is you praying with your hands clasped that Gramma wouldn't leave. You even woke up at 5:00. Did you want to see her off? Well, you even went to the airport with her. It was so sad that she had to go home, but Grampa was happy. We were having too much fun to take many pictures while she was here, but here's one.

After School

2010-02-23T18:44:55Z

You love school. You love leavin' and you are happy when you get home.

Gramma helping you get your backpack off.

Sunday with Gramma

2010-02-21T20:34:24Z

This is you and Gramma V.H. after Mass at the basilica in DC. The sun was in your sweet little eyes, hence your face down:'-(.

And there you are getting to know your shadow?

Here's you with G-ma back at home pretending to talk on the phony phone.

You are just precious.

Poor Joe was so tired. Do you like his little hairs?

Schoolo

2010-02-20T00:21:26Z

Gramma V. wanted to see your classroom and meet your teacher, so we did that today. She was very happy to see where you are learning and now she has a picture of it in her head so when she thinks of you at schoolo, she knows what it looks like. She thought Teacher Linda was pretty cool, too. She is, huh?

Luge 2010

2010-02-15T19:33:57Z

This is your new favorite thing in the whole wo0rld: Mixed Doubles Luge

Funny Valentine

2010-02-14T17:50:29Z

Recently, your funny Grampa G. took a trip to Alaska where he made a new friend. Do you think Gramma is jealous? Nah.

This is you and Marilyn Moose two years ago when you were both babies.

Too much snow...

2010-02-13T16:54:31Z

...to trike outside.

Snow 'n Ice

2010-02-12T20:23:48Z

This is you and your brother out for a quick ride to see the snow and ice and to tire you before naps. You look tired to me, but it took four more hours to actually get your eyes and brain to relax enough to reach REM.

These are some icicles growing off our neighbors' building. Don't they look totally tubular and scary? They fall off readily in the afternoon, so we have to be really careful not to stick our heads out the windows. I know, I'm no fun.

These are your awesome curls sticking out of your awesome hat, which is, of course, perched atop your awesome head.

This is our back alley a couple days after a couple major snowfalls. I get claustrophic driving down this alley these days.

Oh, and this is the walkway between our place and the next-door-neighbors' place. The snowblower boys gave up on it after awhile.

George, there's no mail on Sunday!

2010-02-07T21:54:37Z

This is what our old street looks like, Kid! I wonder how Dino the mailman will get the mail out tomorrow!

Back On the Warmer West Coast

2010-02-07T15:37:50Z

Here's "Auntie Angie" (Joey's godmama) after her Benedictine oblation at Mt. Angel in Benedict, OR. L to R= Dr. Clare, Miss Somebody I dun't know, Auntie Angie, and Miss Barbara (Auntie's cousin).

Here are your old friends from cenacle: BACK from L: Miss Eden, Mr. Terry, Miss Toni - FRONT from L: Godmama Lynne, Miss Maureen, Auntie Angie, Godpapa Tommy (I bet Mr. Willie is taking the pic)

Blizzardous Day

2010-02-06T21:38:28Z

Daddy's car getting unwrapped.

Daddy beginning to dig a path to China.

The neighbors' Bug even looks cute when you can't really see it.

The Pianist

2010-02-05T21:21:36Z

This is one of your gifts, Tom. I don't know anyone else who can play the piano in this position! This photo would explain, though, why I am a nervous wreck of a mom most of the time. Meanwhile back at the Hall of Justice, it's snowin' cats and dogs outside. White ones. And the lights they are a-flickerin'.