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Owen turns two

We spent Saturday at DeeDee & Uncle Gary's place at the lake, for Owen's second birthday.

Jeromy's super-duper homemade hillbilly slip-n-slide

Also, there's video:

Secrets of the Samurai

What makes a good day for you?

Jeromy says, "You know it's a good day when your boy says, 'I think I'll turn the TV off now because Barney's on.'"

After a month without it, I found my digital camera in the trunk of my car

Moe hugging Robey

Which means I've been missing out on photo ops like this for 30 days. (Click photo to see more.)

On the neighbor's dog

"Foe Foe told me a long time ago that when someone loves you, dogs come and poop (on your lawn)."

What Moe says, July 2007

Words:

  • Mama
  • Dada
  • Uh-oh
  • Hi
  • Thank you (deh-doo)

Animal sounds:

  • Dog
  • Elephant
  • Bird

Signs:

  • Yes
  • No
  • All gone
  • More
  • Big
  • There/That (points)
  • Blows kisses
  • Love pats

"I own about a thousand yo-yos."

"But no video games," said his mom.

"And no girlfriends ... and no social life," added YoJake.

He performed recently at our local library. Robey loved it. Me? I couldn't get past the yo-yo star's unlikely resemblance to our friend Greg and everyone's friend Ben (in a strange if-you-combined-the-two kind of way).

What about three?

And what do we mean by backup exactly?

I realize I am very lucky to be the exception to the rule here.

(Do you all read indexed, btw? It's a good, quick daily read.)

Robey Quotes, June 2007

  • 590488670_a6c55aa02dAt first I was shy, but then I talked to them, and now I have new friends. That's how it works.
  • When he coughs Foe-Foe says, "Cough me."
  • God is strong, Yeehaw.
  • When I grow up I want to be a Spiderman garbageman.
  • Foe-foe had a birthday. Now he's five-teen. I got him a sword.
  • The world is my only drink.
  • We don't step on poop. Or touch it. Or eat it.
  • I called you Mamma.
  • Woopsee. I said Whatever. I'm sorry.

Worth a click

Worth a read

  • Alan Jones: Reimagining Christianity
    If - like many - you've been tempted to dismiss Christianity as a judgemental, patriarchal Western religion but - like me - have longed to see it as a mystical, metaphorical and compassionate process, this book is for you.
  • Amy Tan: The Hundred Secret Senses
    I've just finished my first Amy Tan novel, and so I'm wishing I had an eccentric sister with yin eyes and lost memories of a past life. But alas I'll have to settle for another magical story from Tan - which should I read next?
  • Helen Nearing, Scott Nearing: The Good Life
    I've been buying Jeromy books for the past 15 years, and he's never read a single one. Until now. I bought him this classic on self-sufficient living, and now he's devouring every book and magazine that he can find on the subject.
  • Matthew Van Fleet: Tails
    A Christmas gift from Aunt Susan and Uncle Beau, this book is Robey's current favorite. He just learned how to pull the tabs to make the tails wag.
  • John Irving: The Fourth Hand
    Pick a favorite John Irving book? I can't. Read them all. Laugh, snicker and fall in love with the characters, not despite of but FOR all their flaws and idiosyncracies.
  • Saul Bellow: Henderson the Rain King
    Is there any better way to overcome a mid-life crisis? If only we all had the resources and dumb luck of Henderson and the lyrical dexterity of Bellow.
  • Hunter S. Thompson: Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas
    Take a trip with Thompson into the swill and swine of Vegas. It still makes me laugh and gasp and hallucinate more than any other book I've ever read.
  • Oliver Sacks: The Man Who Mistook His Wife for a Hat
    That one of my favorite authors of all time is a socially-awkward yet highly perceptive neurologist is a testament more to Sacks' ability to write plainly about complex subjects than it is a comment on my own attraction to the strangely bizarre. Or is it?
  • Rick Bragg: All Over But the Shoutin'
    Read this book and you will almost wish that you had grown up poor and fatherless in the deep South, if only to be a part Bragg's mother's clan --lively, hard-working and proud.
  • Betty Smith: A Tree Grows in Brooklyn
    Read this book at least once a decade, and you'll root for Francie again and again, but for different reasons each time.