Bitterly Disappointed

Well that book sale wasn't run nearly as well as it was the first time we went. This time it was the complete opposite of organized. Crowded and in a warehouse is not how I like to spend a couple of hours looking around in hopes of seeing something good. There wasn't a section set aside for anything. The books were helter skelter and so were we.

That being said we made off with two boxes of books. This will give an idea of the range we saw. We got a gigantic, illustrated, complete Shakespearean collection (in one book!), ump-teen kids books, and a history of Monty Python in their own words (also rather gigantic). Some personal interest, design, and biographies also made it into the box.

Reagen was a complete doll the whole time and Hannah and I made a quick escape to our friend and web developers business for a half hour. Where Hannah promptly filled her diaper to capacity. Fortunately I could pass this off as a learning experience to my friend as he is a newly expectant father. Hannah brilliantly displayed the "poop face" and articulated the "pushing grunt" to perfection. It was text book, I tell ya. I made the, "oh isn't that cute" face and promptly ran away. Once the bum was fresh we picked up the gang and the books and hightailed it for home.

We've had a nice couple days now and we can only hope that it continues for the week. It is so nice to have sun. It really picks you up. But not as much as 'ole poop face.

TGITDBF

Thank God it's the day before Friday.

I don't think I could have handled one more day in this week. It really was jam packed, not a bad thing, but it dragged on rather long, not such a good thing.

Well tomorrow we are off to St. Catherines to the Box O' Books sale. $30/box. Last time we made off we $3k worth of books in three boxes. Oh yeah. You don't have to be Steven Hawking to now there's some good shopping to be had. We'll have the wee ones and a friend of ours along for the ride. You know, mules.

It'll give us a chance to see a friend of ours from St. Catherines, whom we haven't seen in some time. That is the way it goes once one commences with the family type activities.

Reagen is doing fabulously. Her teacher has no reservations about dumping the material on her. I mean really, people, it's JK, how much material can their be? Well, apparently quite a bit. She starts long dividion in January!

Tune in next week when you can hear a storrrry about a quack who has gone to the dogs. ($10 to whoever tells me where that line comes from. Think of it as an early Christmas gift. Limit two per customer.)

Slight bump in the road

So we are on to the backup computer. It's a little dated so I can't put up pictures for a while. I have to get a power supply cord for the laptop. We've been using it so much lately that the power cord gave up the ghost. To much bending at the waist wore it out.

We went in to check Reagen out last night and found that she was out like a light but had managed to put on her Santa hat first. It was so cute. She wore it to school today. It's just as well because it was a little chilly out so here tete was warm.

Tonight around 7 a musician friend of mine is popping by to tune up the piano. He will likely play a note or two so I am curious to hear it in action. I can't wait to see Reagen's reaction. I have to give it a little clean up as well.

This Friday, in St Catherines, about 35 minutes away, Book Closeouts is having their annual Books in a Box Sale. EVerything you can get into a bankers box (and still close the flaps) for 29.99. If I remember correctly we picked up (ballpark) $3000 of books for $100 last time. They may have a ding, torn page, be upside-down, but a book is a book. You can still learn something from it.

Holly will clean out the kids section and I will go all geeky in the medical and biography areas. The only trouble will be trying to keep Reagen's hands clean.

Where did the weekend go?

Gather ye rosebuds, people. Time, she is a flying.

We've had an uneventful weekend. It is safe to say almost all the leaves have succesfully found their way into my eavestrough. A few missed and Reagen can be seen here standing up in a pile. It nearly tipped the garbage truck when it passed by. Lovely tree isn't it. Planted solely to annoy me. That is it's only mission in life.

Reagen spent two and a half hours running amok in the MacDonalds play room. First time we've been there. We had an OK time there except for the odd fellow who wanted to discuss current events and religious topics. He made it a few sentences in before we clammed him up. We gave him the thousand yard stare and explained that our Sunday dinners typically involve relaxing after the week, not reliving it. Worked like a charm.

Hannah slept through most of the chaos. There were kids flying in every direction. Reagen had her face painted and played relentlessly. The series of tubes and slides had to have been over 25ft high. She made short work of it over and over. I would have liked to have joined her but I didn't want to get my butt stuck at the top. That's be embarassing.

New Junior Scientist

OK, seeing as how I took psych you can know how this happened. When Hannah was born at McMaster they had asked if we would like to participate in any studies that may involve babies. Why sure, we said. So we were contacted for an appointment, which we made for Thursday. Typically studies start when babies are 6 months old but these inquistive students were aiming fro the two month-ish crowd.

It was to see if babies at this age were able to percieve and or anticipate a visual "treat" that was always preceeded by an auditory cue. Well all I can say is Hannah would have given Linda Blair a run for her money with the way her head was snapping around to see the video screen.

The most horrible, excruciating part of the whole process is that they made me listen to the Beatles while I was sitting behind her. Oh.My. God. I totally cheated and slid one ear phone slightly off so I could hear what Hannah was. It was a blast. They thought she was so adorable and cooperative. Dad wasn't too proud. When it was over they made Hannah an Honorary Junior Scientist for her contributioin to science. One more for the folder.

O Brother, where art thou?

Well I was wondering what I was going to write about from day to day, but kids say the darndest things. In this case they draw 'em too.

Apparently I have a brother (name unknown, that's a bit sketchy don't you think?), according to R. She has drawn me a reasonable facsimile. I am having Cranium Envy, though. Look at the size of that noggin'. I bet he's real smart. At least I have my eyesight working for me. I even have more hair, though that may take a back seat in the near future.

New Addition to the Family

So the stork dropped by the house yesterday. However, this stork is about 24ft long and probably does 120 km/h on the highway. But she was the right one for the job.

So the Lutheran church that I bought the piano from could not have known where I was from and I bought her sight unseen. I mean, how crazy could a church get with a piano? Don't answer that. This little number (actually its # is 22235) is aptly named "Little Princess". Amherst Piano Limited existed from 1913 to 1928, until the high cost of shipping ran them out of business. They even had a scratch and dent sale after the Halifax Explosion. Enterprising, non?

So if anyone can get their hands on theme music to The Simpsons or The Prisoner, ship em up.

So it Begins

So we started out by trying to come up with a suitable name for this blog. Something that would represent all of us (and you since we want you along for the ride to). Do you have anyidea how much crap is out there? It took us twenty minutes. Holly had a stroke of genius, however, saving us from utter disappointment. Thank Dog for the creatives.

So here it begins. Who knows where it will go. there isn't a pulitzer in our future so we aren't even going to try. And if anyone corrects my spelling I will ban you for a week. We'll be posting as often as possible.

As you can see, from the very beginning, this is going to be heavily "kid-laden". And unapologetically so. It is what it is. And if you don't like it, you know where the "close-window" button is.

That being said, we miss all of you horribly and we hope that this helps keep us all closer.

T, H, R and H.