I am a whole new kid. Mommy and Daddy finally decided to get my hair cut by a real professional, and not a moment too soon. It was getting pretty long and starting to fall into my eyes. (Mommy and Daddy kept using the words "Donald Trump" and "mullet" whenever my hair was the topic of conversation.) A nice lady named Carrie started talking to Mommy and Daddy about what to do with my hair, and I just tuned them out. I was too busy turning the steering wheel and watching the characters in "The Incredibles" save the world on the TV. I hardly even noticed that the lady was doing something to my head. Let the snipping begin...Wow. This is a pretty good show. It's not Elmo, but it'll do. Hmm. This steering wheel doesn't seem to have a working horn. I hope I don't get a ticket. Ta da!!! The finished lookHow do I look? (The picture above is actually video. Don't forget to click "play".) That was fun! Can we do it again?
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Kellan is definitely into imitation these days. (Which means I'm trying to be a good mommy and watch my language. "Crud" or "crumb" have become my go-to swear words.) I am immensely excited about this recipe. Perhaps it was the cool, rainy weather...or maybe the simple fact that I had some leftover coconut milk from last week's Coconut Curry Tofu. Either way, I felt inspired to create some island-inspired pancakes over the weekend. I topped them off with a little grilled pineapple. Deelish! Perhaps a little denser than I'd prefer, due to the whole wheat flour and wheat germ, but overall -- a success. We have an apple tree in our backyard that rains down fruit this time of year. Most of it -- sadly -- has little residents, since we don't practice any form of bug control. The rest of it plops down in the grass and lies in wait for one of us to happen by and do a little whoop-dee-do, as I call them. Picture someone walking across a floor of marbles. I think it's the tree's sick little joke. Sounds like kind of a cool name for a band, don't you think? It also makes me think of those "Attack of the Killer ____" movies from the 1950's. But mostly, the words plastic invasion make me think of how much our life -- and family room -- has changed. Yep, that's Michael. Just kicking back during those few treasured hours of time between Kellan's bedtime and ours, utterly surrounded by colored plastic. Too tired to round it all up and banish it to a corner. Wow! Look at this!! Mommy said she had a surprise for me today, and then she brought in the coolest bike! Aww...look at my boys. All crowded together on the couch. It's kinda hard to tell from this angle, but Enzo really is sitting on it, "like a people," as we say. I thought by the time we finally got to Art in the Park (the last two hours of the last day), the crowds would be smaller. Boy was I wrong. It was packed! Michael takes a load off. I think he might be snoring. Hi everybody! Kellan here...I'm really a busy boy lately. I have many things to attend to every day, including shutting doors. Do you know how many doors my parents leave open in the house all the time? Somebody's got to shut those doors. Now, if I could only figure out how to open them... P.S. -- I just realized I didn't answer Daddy's question! That's one of Mommy's hair rollers on my wrist. They fit just perfectly and kinda make me feel like a robot! |
KellanReagan family ringleader, cuisine connoisseur, and class clown MichaelGraphic design genius, piggyback ride giver & Reagan family tech support ShannonCommander-in-Chef specializing in vegetable disguise, karaoke addict & director of toddler activities EnzoToddler jungle gym, squirrel chaser & official stinkbomber MiaMiss Loudmouth, Reagan welcoming committee director & recovering bulimic Other sites we like:
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