Snoogi Sunday: Super Bowl Style

*Day 67*
One of the things that made us laugh at the snoogi is that in one of their commercials they tell you that it's great to wear at sporting events. They show a guy, in his snoogi, cheering for his team in the bleachers. I think I can keep myself warm at a game, without looking like a weirdo. Besides, I've never seen one in my team color. I think this is as close as our snoogi is ever going to get to a sporting event.


Logan and Matt cheering the Saints. Go Saints!

Snowy Saturday

*Day 66*
Jessica got to come play with Logan today while her mom and dad went to a wedding. Logan has been counting down the days until Jessica is coming all week. Jessica was just as excited to be at Logan's, and Matt's. (She doesn't see Matt very often, but she loves him, and always makes sure to remember him.) We played here for a while, and made some bread. Jessica is as much of a snitcher as Logan is, and I had to kick them out of the kitchen to keep them from eating all of the dough. Then we bundled ourselves up and headed to the park for some sledding. We had lots of fun. We popped two tubes and broke the handle off the sled. But then we just slid down the hills on our tummies. We made a snowman that Logan tried to destroy while Jessica was eating it. Jessica got cold so we headed back home. We splashed in some puddles on the way home. So, we were cold and wet by the time we got here. That was OK, Jessica brought some hot chocolate to share with us. Then Logan wanted to watch a movie. Him and Jessica sat on the couch under a blanket. Jessica kept saying she was cold, so I bundled her in another blanket. Then she fell asleep on the couch. She's not that hard to deal with, when her mom's not around.


I saw this picture the other day. This is when me and Sherry taught our nephew Josh to put these round things from a game we never knew how to play on our eyes. I guess we think this is an important thing to teach our nieces and nephews. Check out what we did with Jessica today.


Marbles on our eyes.


Poor tired kids. I guess that's my reward for taking them to the park.

Happy Birthday Pauline!

*Day 65*

We love Grandma Pauline. She's an awesome grandma. She likes to spoil her grandkids (and they love her for that), and has infinite patience with them. We're glad to be part of her family. She is so thoughtful and generous. Very willing to help out others, and a hard worker. Besides she's looking great these days! She has found the willpower that I am lacking to get myself into better shape.
Thanks to Jennifer for giving us the chance to get together and celebrate Grandma Pauline. Happy Birthday!

*Day 64*

Logan got into his art supplies one night and was busy cutting and gluing. He was busy and I was free, so I just let him keep going. Besides, it's fun to see what he comes up with. He sat under the "craft" table while I was working one day just cutting any scrap of paper or material he could get his hands on. He came up later and served me a whole dinner made of cardboard. This night he was happy to be using the curvy scissors. He was creating, and at first I was following what he was making. Then he added this big black thing. I couldn't figure out what it was supposed to be. Trying not to hurt his feelings, I did some probing. I found out that it was a garbage can. That's when I realized that I must not have a very artistic eye. It looks just like a garbage can. I can't believe I didn't see it. I guess I just wasn't expecting him to make a picture of a garbage can. I thought it was a great piece of art. Later I asked why he made a picture of the garbage can. He looked at me and said, "It's a picture of my yard." Duh! He tells me he likes to draw, but not things, just draw. I told him that's OK, a lot of people do that. It's called abstract art. I think a garbage can is pretty abstract. Maybe he's got some talent.

Life at Daycare

*Day 63*

I know this is a weird picture. But, just wait, the stories that go along with it are funny. (At least they were when they happened, I'm not so good at conveying that in writing. I'll do my best.)

In case you don't know, I work at my sister, Lynn's, house. She has run a daycare for years. I help her with her daycare and teach preschool. It's been a great job for me. It's fun, and filled with childhood wisdom and some pretty funny remarks.

So, back to my picture. This is the heat vent in the basement. Preschool is in the basement. The bathroom is upstairs. When the kids are playing in the bathroom instead of washing their hands, you can hear it in the basement through this heat vent. It has come in handy to be able to hear what's going on up there. And comical if you have a child who talks while "taking care of business". Usually we just hear mumbling or noises, and it takes us a minute to figure out what it is before we remember someone's up there. But one day..... We had read the book "Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What do You See?" Me and Lynn happened to be standing right under the heat vent when we heard a child in the bathroom talking. And they said, "White toilet paper, white toilet paper, what do you see?" Me and Lynn looked at each other, and, of course, started laughing. I couldn't stop. And I was a bit disappointed that I didn't couldn't stop laughing long enough to hear the rest. Or was I?

It also made me laugh the other day to find out that the kids have figured out the bathroom-basement connection through the heat vent. The kids were finishing washing their hands after snack, so I headed downstairs with the ones who were finished. Then plain as day, I hear Diego. "Jessica's playing in the water!" He actually got down on the floor and yelled directly into the heat vent to get help. Hey, who needs an intercom system?

Loganisms

*Day 62*
Here are some questions I have been asked by Logan.

"If a tornado is wind, why can we see it?"

"What happens if gravity runs out of batteries?"

Well, what do you think?

Backyard Friends: Ducks

*Day 61*

I saw these ducks in the tree next door. Not these exact ducks. I walked out the door and a bird flew over my head. The way it was flying I knew it was a duck. Then it surprised me by landing in the tree. I'd never seen a duck in a tree. It happened a couple more times. Same looking duck, same branch in the same tree. I was never able to get a picture, so I just stared at it, noting it's markings so I could look it up. Then, I went out the zoo to see if I could find these ducks. It's the Mandarin Duck. Not native to this area, and they are perching ducks which would explain why they were in a tree. I guess that's why I'd never seen a duck perch, they're not native to here.

During the summer Logan had swim lessons in the morning. After swimming, we would ride our bike from the pool to Lynn's for work. We would go along 400 West so we could follow the canal. It was scenic. One day we saw a beaver. We always counted the ducks. One day we counted 89 ducks in the four blocks.

Around town, we have also seen a flock of wild peacocks, and a wild turkey. I enjoy watching our fine feathered friends.