They eat RAW VEGETABLES?

They had failed to inform us of this new fact. They've always been pretty good vegetable eaters, but this was a new one. We had to take pictures...as the fad may not last more than this one meal.

Art Class

Sissy with her multimedia & colored glue collage.

You get an idea of how long her attention span is.

Bubba with his collage. It is very similar to the last one he did.

He's very consistent in his technique.

Overheard in the Car

Sissy: Where are we going?

Mom: We're going home.

Sissy: I don'-need go home.

Mom: Oh? Where do you need to go?

Sissy: Need to go to da [cousins'].

Mom: Really? Why do you need to go to the cousins'?

Pause.

Sissy: I need a bwake fum Bubba.

Overheard in the Kitchen

Bubba is showing Sissy how to do 'this little piggy' on her toes.

Bubba: This little piggy went to market.

This little piggy stayed at home.

This little piggy had roast beef.

This little piggy had none.

Pause.

Bubba: And this little piggy cooked ice cream and some eggs and melted some butter and they all had it for dinner!

Cold and Cute

Sissy & Bubs

Cutest kids ever at the coldest park day ever.

Alternatively entitled "Mom, our faces have frozen."

This photo was taken by my talented friend, Ellen.

Bubba's Pumpkin

I'm so glad we're finally doing this...the day after Halloween.

It's kinda slimy in here, Mom.


EJ and his first jack-o'-lantern. Alternatively entitled: Please Mr. Pumpkin, can't you stay longer?

Overheard in the Kitchen

Sissy needs a snack after her nap.

Mom: Sissy, do you need a snack? Do you want some chips and salsa?

Sissy: Yes!

Mom: Do you want to try Mommy's homemade salsa?

Sissy: Yes!

Pause during chomping.

Mom: Do you like it?

Sissy: I VERY WIKE IT!

Overheard in the Kitchen

Bubba is stirring the hot cocoa (homemade, with soymilk) on the stove after playing out in the snow.

Mom: I notice that you really like to cook things.

Bubba: Yah, when I grow up, I want to be a chef!

Mom: Wow, a chef? Will you cook me dinner sometimes?

Bubba: Sure.

Mom: And are you going to have a restaurant or just be a chef at home?

Bubba: I'm going to have a restaurant.

Mom: Cool! A restaurant - what kind? Mexican food? Italian?

Bubba: Well, I'm going to make rice from China. And noodles. And sweet and sour sauce on chicken.

Pause.

Bubba: And parsnips.

Pause.

Bubba: And oil on the parsnips.

Recent Family Adventures

Hiking the Sandia Crest Trail

Bubba scouts out terrain at Trailhead

Last time Brian stood on this spot, he'd just gotten engaged to someone we all know and love. That was over 7 years ago. It took us that long to get up there again.

I know I'm biased, but honestly: Does it get much cuter?!

I'm just saying.

Bubba at kinderdoodle 

Sissy practices painting. Look at that form!

Hula Hooping

It seems that he can be found Hula Hooping almost anywhere at anytime.

Overheard out in Front of the House

[Mama and Sissy are sitting in the shade under the pinyon tree.]

Bubba: What's sissy doing?

Mama: She's crushing pinyons. [pine nut seeds]

Pause.

Bubba: I want to crush some opinions!

Overheard in the Family Room

[Bubba deep in thought.]

Bubba: Mama? Was Han Solo ever a Storm Trooper?

Overheard in the Kitchen

[Sissy in highchair with shirt up, looking down.]

Sissy: Oopsie!

Pause.

Sissy: My bewwy button is bwoken!

Boogers & Battle Wounds

Well, it wasn't quite a booger. Sissy had just finished lunch and still sitting in her chair when she started mining for gold.

Sissy: "Get it, get it."

Dad: "Hey stop picking your nose."

She keeps going... hmmm Dad suspects something is in there.

Dad: "Bubba can you get your Sissy a tissue?" Bubba hands her a tissue, Dad gets her to blow real hard and out came...

...A RAISIN, sort of half chewed. She didn't have any raisins with lunch, but she did with breakfast. Not sure when she did that.


Minutes later Sissy attacks Bubba in the office with her teeth. Now Bubba has a battle wound on his side (little blood and little bruise), thanks to his little Sister who was trying to kick him off the chair in front of the computer. sigh...

Overheard in the Bedroom

Mama: Come on, Sissy. Let's go change that stinker-diaper.

Pause.

Mama: OOOOOh! It's just a little pooper!

Pause.

Sissy: Oh. Cute!

White Sands Fun

Bubba Wipe Out


Sissy on Daddy powered Hydroplane


Bubba screaming on Daddy powered Hydroplane


Closest thing to the beach in the middle of the desert

Overheard in the Office

Bubba comes in chomping some tortilla chips.

Mama: I like chips.

Bubba: Me, too.

Mama: Which do you like more? Chips or Mommy?

Pause.

Bubba: Chips!

Making Hinkelsteins!

Here we are making Hinkelsteins! Now that Mommy is on a kick to feed us good food (i.e. not so many processed crackers), we get to help make the snacks! Hinkelsteins are kind of like chewy granola bars...and she found the recipe in the More-with-Less Cookbook.

Flour (gluten free), oat flour, soy flour, flax, raisins, prunes, dates, honey, salt and milk. It makes a huge ball of dough that we get to taste (because there are no raw eggs in it) and pound down into the pans. It's fun. And we like to stick our fingers into it and make holes. It's okay, though. Mommy makes us wash our hands first.

[Sissy likes to eat the flour plain. Bubby mostly goes for the raisins.]

Fauxhawk Gives Way to the Mohawk

After bubba's second haircut...

Sissy says: I 'anna hohawk too!

Overheard in the car

On the way home from eating out (at a fairly healthy place to eat).

Bubba: I don't want to go out to eat anymore.

Dad: Why is that?

Bubba: Because the food has too much fat in it.