original little hellraisers

kara emailed this to me.  and probably all of you.  i thought it was funny enough to share again though.  we’re super busy getting ready for our trips. so, not much to post.  photos updated.

… when we hold hands, you can only hold one finger. … “hoppa hopper” (helicopter) … using the stool to get to the counter height. photos updated.

owen now wants privacy when he does his business and asks us to “go to the other room, please”.  we have to respect his request, so i’m secretly peeking around the corner to make sure he doesn’t pee on the floor.

poor dylan has the funniest balding head pattern.

i was shaving the other day when i heard owen say, ‘papa! i went pee pee in the toilet.’ normally that would be fine, except when i looked at the toliet to my right, owen was nowhere to be found.  he had yelled from the other room. i stopped in mid-shave to walk into the [...]

dylan and owen, it’s been another incredible month — full of wonder, shenanigans and trick or treating. dylan: you have released your first giggle this month.  it starts with your mother or i being a total moron, making all sorts of silly faces and sound.  your face cracks a soul-melting, fully opened mouth smile and [...]

children, you are alive during a very historic moment.  polls have closed on the east coast and early presidential votes are in.  it is entirely too early to call, but any which way you look at it, this will end historically.  america will either: 1) elect its first black president or 2) elect its first [...]

  after an hour of playing on his playmat.  dylan decided it was time to take a little cat nap, on the floor, with the TV on and owen running around him like a crazy boy.

       it’s the best!  what could be better than a holiday dedicated to going door to door begging for candy.  it’s the one day of the year that it’s acceptable behaviour to threaten complete strangers in the name of candy.