New Puppy

The Boy has been oh-so-busy with the newest addition to our household.

When I first brought her home, he was speechless. All he could manage to stammer, over and over, while watching her play and bark, was "Are you SURE she's not a tiny robot?!"

It must have been the initial shock of all the cuteness.

Take Your Kids To Work Day

The boy, attempting to put together a little foam jigsaw cube: Man, this is SO difficult!

Me: So, did you have a good time at Dad's work yesterday?

Him, still concentrating: Yeah, I guess so. They gave me this cube puzzle.

Me: That's cool. What else happened? I heard you had a treasure hunt, and a movie and a tour.

Him, concentrating heavily, hesitating, quietly cursing the cube: Uh, yeah. We did.

Me: Was that fun?

Him, exasperated with the cube, finally putting down to address me directly: Not really. Some fat guy got angry cause I farted in his cube.

Me, dissolving into gales of laughter. Him too.

Magic Eye

A summer camp creation.

Watercolors mixed on canvas, textured with a suction cup.

Given to me for my birthday.

Sizing Up The Competition

During a weekend visit to Grandmother's, The Boy invited his dear "Mama D" (his pet name for her) to a rousing game of ping pong.

She graciously agreed to play, of course, and just as he was winding up for his first serve, with a big smile, he taunted, "Let's see what you GOT, Old Lady!"

He might be out of the will.