Squirreling

I contend that since "fishing" is catching fish, you should not call it "squirrel fishing". A simple "squirreling" will suffice, thank you. And yes, it was hilarious.



Once the portly rodent grabbed hold of that peanut, you could steadily pull 'im on in. Then you give a quick little tug so the nut comes out of his mouth and he flips out, chattering and shaking in anger.

Side story: Our camera has been sent in for repair, so I bought another to "test out" in the mean time. I threw the whole box into our luggage and we set it up at the SWEET cabin near Solitude that Dyl's parents rented for the week. I forgot to bring our 8 gig card, and the camera came with something like a 125 mb card. That's enough to take 6 pictures! And it's a real shame, because their faces were priceless.
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Redemption

We've been called names because of that last post. There was so much uproar and many a huffed "How dare you!" that I have to set the record straight. I am not the worst parent ever. Nor do we do intentionally cruel and unusual things at the expense of our children. Sure, I'll put little pieces of tape all over Nash to watch him squirm. Occasionally you may find Cheerios wedged between his toes to drive him nuts. I sit by and laugh when Dylan rubs his chin scruff on the bottom of his feet, which makes him ballistic. But it's not all bad. By way of proof I offer you the following.

Exhibit A:



Pay no attention to the big red bump in the middle of his forehead.

Exhibit B:


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The Year's Best

Can you believe my little Nugget is one!?! And what better way to celebrate your birthday than by being terrified of your gifts...



In all reality, we had a killer party. Our camera is currently in need of repair due to a focusing problem, but I'm working on putting together pics from other people, so don't fret.