Sunday, March 16, 2008

Our lazy Sunday afternoon

We walked out this afternoon and looked at the outside of the bedroom window to see this:

As I have two young sons, they were of course fascinated by the lizard on the window. Which proceeded to be terribly frightened by the two tow-headed two-legged creatures which so desperately wanted to touch it that it jumped right onto Guthrie's head and now his back, only to hide under a table, where it was much easier to get to.

We spent the next 45 minutes or so watching it,

squealing with joy at it,

curious as to what exactly it was

whether it was going to get us,

and why it didn't understand our repeated explanations that we were, in fact, people, and not a predator going to get it, and why wouldn't it just let us give it a kiss or hold it for a minute,

before it finally got away.

And such is life with Guthrie, Turner, and our various and sundry lizards and other wildlife here in the Rio Grande Valley.

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

The Birthday Boy!

Okay, two days late, here are 4th birthday pics.

(I don't know what's up with all the weird spacing. It does this sometimes with pictures. I'm not going to fight to get it just right.)

Breakfast at IHOP:


Making the cake

(No comments about raw eggs. Yes, I'm letting them lick the bowls. It's the best part.)

The Play-Doh doggy doctor set (he got this for another little girl for her birthday a few weeks ago - because he wanted it of course - so we got it for him, too)

Play-doh beard

Cake - he wanted orange icing.

Happy Birthday little boy!

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

Sick, sick, sick

Guthrie's birthday was yesterday. He is now 4. I've been trying to post pics and stuff, but our internet has been slow. I'll try again later.

In other news ...

Eric was in New York last week, from Wednesday through Saturday. Friday I thought I had allergies, but it turned into a cold, and I've been feeling generally icky. I was looking forward to Eric getting home (he was in Savannah the previous weekend) so I could maybe get a nap, a long shower, start to feel better. Except his flight was late (just a little) and when he got home he was complaining of aches and pains.

Sunday morning: 102F fever. By yesterday it was 103. I think he officially has "the flu." He's sicker than I've ever seen him. He couldn't even eat birthday cake with us.

Daylight Savings Time is a PITA. How do you get toddlers and preschoolers to transition without having screaming tantrums at weird hours of the day?

For his birthday, we got Guthrie the Thomas the Tank Engine movie, Thomas and the Magic Railroad. Guthrie loves it, of course, although Diesel 10 is scary. But the movie? It's awful. Get it for your sons if they love Thomas, but try not to subject yourself to watching it if you can get away with it. It's just dreadful.

Cheesecake Brownies (I got the recipe here) are HEAVENLY and definitely worth making.

And without trying, Eric figured out how to save us money. See, we were going to spend a night (or two) of spring break in Corpus Christi or Austin. But now that he has the flu, and has only emerged from the spare bed a few times in the last few days, we're not going anywhere. So that's a few hundred more dollars in our pockets, right?