Archive for July, 2007

There are several times in your life, precious and rare, when you really feel like you have a window opened into another person’s soul. They don’t happen that often, but when they do, they create a bond between two humans that can never be broken. Defenses are lowered. Trust is generated. And the world is made better for the sharing.

Potty training must clearly be one of those times.

*Warning: Body Parts are about to be Talked About in a Humorous Fashion*

Those with weak constitutions may wish to cover their eyes until the conversation has ended.

Hyrum: (disappointed) Ahhhh, my penis is still small.

Me: That happens. It’s okay.

Hyrum: I just wanted it to be big.

Me: (taking the bait) Why?

Hyrum: (pouting) I just love it when it’s big.


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the long goodbye

Random people at Zuma State Beach, in Malibu, CA.

I don’t even think they knew each other, really.

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only one more sleep!

Until we get on a plane headed for sunny southern California!

Of course, the plane is propeller powered and the flight is non-stop, but the destination is well worth it.

Oh, pleaselet the destination be worth it.

So, who knows what the posting schedule will be like over the next three weeks. We’ll be here as often as time permits with no less than three families to visit, a number of theme parks to enjoy, and countless other wonders to experience once again.

Expect pictures.

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gotta hydrate

As we were approaching Baker, CA (Home of the World’s Tallest Thermometer) on our road trip to Kansas, I did a quick, internal debate over whether I should ask Michelle to stop for pictures. We had never stopped before for anything besides strawberry shakes (which are very good there, by the way). And hey, it is the Home of the World’s Tallest Thermometer.

The debate was passionate, and I almost didn’t say anything because I didn’t want the whole three-day trip to be my personal photo safari.

In the end, I said something, and we stopped (the first of many stops, actually). The pictures were taken, the shakes ordered. And we were on our way, happy that we had taken the time to occupy a bit of digital memory with something that was already part of our fleshy counterparts.

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what size are you?

How do you measure up?

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happy birthday staci!

From one of my co-worker’s birthdays earlier this year.

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On our way from Target’s restroom back to where Mommy is shopping, probably in the Toy section, we pass by the lingerie section.

Chloe: I really like this green bra.

Me: (without stopping) Well, maybe when you grow up some you can get it.

Hyrum: What bra?

Chloe: The green one.

Hyrum: No, what bra? What is bra?

Chloe: Oh Hyrum! (as in “Silly boy!”)

Hyrum: (not being deterred; getting louder) What is bra?

Me: It’s underwear for girls, buddy.

Chloe: Yeah, it’s underwear for your tummy! (almost singing; quite loudly) Underwear for your tummy!

Me: Uh…thanks, Sweetie. I think he gets it now.

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