Sunday, March 28, 2010
i was planning to keep the posts coming since i have tons of material to get up, but i've been so busy with the other blogs and some writing projects that i just haven't had a lot of time to post. fear not, or don't fear much any more, or even longer, any. hey look, i'm e.e. cummings! this poetry stuff is a cinch. proper syntax, and some regular posts, will return momentarily. tuned, stay here, the rain pictures fall, with words. mother, mother! great, now i've gotta start a poetry blog...
Posted by jg at 9:57 PM
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
this is what bebe does when you tell her ahead of time that someone is coming to see her:
see anybody yet?
wait! who's that getting out of that truck down there?
it's grammie, and auntie ash, and uncle trev! woo hoo!
after the initial warm-up phase (during which beatrix clings to her parents before finally spazzing out and running around the house touching each of her toys once and culminating with some face-first head-slams onto the couch), bebe decided the first order of the day was to show off her playground.
she gave auntie ash a quick spin in the car
before ditching her
for the horse.
she LOVES the horse.
the horse kind of makes me nervous.
i have visions of missing teeth, or swollen bloody lips, at least.
don't be alarmed:
that suspicious lurker is just uncle trev.
auntie ash gives a little direction to her model
and they talk about what they're going for
before she starts snapping.
grammie demonstrates the wind-blown, confused old lady look.
taking the bus for a ride:
i'm pretty sure she's trying to talk grammie into racing for pinks...
the last stop is the slide:
she likes to hang from the bar before swinging her feet out and sliding down.
this leads to more photo-ops.
taking the dump truck for a spin before heading out to train-watch.
showing the fam her favorite train-watching perch.
it's got a ledge for sitting,
and it's raised up with an unobstructed view of both inbound and outbound trains, plus the commuter rail, plus the high-speed line!
this is her rather subdued, cultured sort of train-spot. the "golf-clap" of train-spotting, if you will.
after that, it was back to bebe's house for some lunch and to send the family home before nap time. thanks for coming, you guys! see you next time...
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
"heyyyyyy daddy! check out my new hat! it's a truck!"
hmm. actually, i think it's a robot. and it's on a little crooked.
"well, we can't have that. just a minor adjustment..."
better, but still a little crooked.
"well, if at first you don't succeed..."
"hmph. it's a little snug."
well, now i think you have it on backwards.
"backwards, you say?"
"gimme this #@%$*&!"
"arghhh... if i can just get this strap between my teeth..."
"and pull this other side over..."
i feel like i should stop you here. it's still backwards.
"i appreciate your candor."
"maybe it's just not meant to be! maybe i'll never be able to wear a cool truck hat."
well, not anytime soon. that one's a robot.
"hey! you know what? this is a robot hat!"
"i'm going for it, truck or no truck! i'm no quitter!"
"it is a little tight though."
hey! you did it! it's perfect!
"funny- i don't feel so good."
"now that it's on right, it's kind of making my head hurt."
"plus, this strap is all wet..."