Shut your Trap

I am not supposed to be blogging about why this car was here the other day.

Or why this (former) groundhog hole is booby-trapped and loaded with oatmeal cream pies.

We were expecting five black and white, furry, cute, extremely smelly and terrifying little invaders.

But all we got was one of these, so I guess it wasn't worth mentioning anyway.

Toby F.P.

He's Bert's best doll friend. Bert named him, himself.

His name is Toby F.P.

He used to be a girl, but Bert doesn't know that.
Apart from that, the two are alike in almost every way.
Can you guess what Toby F.P. stands for?
I don't know if I should tell you. It is not very polite, but neither is Bert, and I know some of you have heard stories (they are all true).

(F.P. stands for Farter Pants.)

All Sorts of Sports

The kids organized a sports day with their friends on Saturday.

A soccer field was built, teams were organized, and everyone showed up ready to play.

The kids designed their own team logos, and painted shirts and hats. I don't know all the games they played, but I do know that soccer and cornhole were part of the day's events, and more sports were played across the street.

Stats were kept carefully and filming was important.

Apart from the fact that they could have used a referee to defuse arguments on play calls and rules, they had a great time.

Even when they weren't playing sports.

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Before N After

I am sorry this post is not too exciting or anything. I just thought you might like to see how things are changing in the garden over time, around here.


last year

this year

It is not that there isn't anything exciting going on around here, it's just that the exciting things aren't that picturesque.


last year


this year

this year

this year

this year

They also don't smell good.

spring

And we are terrified of them, frankly.

summer

And the exciting things are getting very expensive.
More later.
(It's not that serious, so don't worry. )

Flowers in the Garden, Children in the Home

Name this butterfly. We couldn't, for certain.

Rose shares memories that Gater doesn't own.

The castle with windows for the robots

Someone thought this was a delicate little flower

but that was poppycock -- I mean, hollyhock

The 18th of June was a good day.

Baby Goodness

I know, it was awfully bad of me to tease you with that bit of baby goodness yesterday. So, here are some more pics of the littlest darling. I hope you can get to know her a little from her photos.

Annie has been growing like a weed and learning all sorts of awesome things.

Learned to grab toes

and hair

and her clothes

learned to suck her hand

and to complain if necessary

a bit louder if necessary

a bit longer if necessary

Learned to suck her thumb

Says hello

and, see ya later!

Introvert vs. Extrovert

We have both kinds here.

before flash



after flash