original little hellraisers

…everyone is back on the nice list.

as some of you well know, i (john) only get two to three haircuts a year.  well, given that we had bonnie berry over for some photos during her west coast tour, i figured it was time to get cleaned up. i get a haircut and here’s what i come home to: owen: ‘papa, your [...]

there are so many things to write about that i can’t keep up. we went to wanderlust music festival, in lake tahoe with the blase’s (read the blase’s post here about wanderlust) and had a great time.  crazy dylan let go of my hand to walk into freaking lake tahoe!  i will be taking that boy [...]

(driving to a bbq – debating with owen in the car) john: “i’m the boss.” owen: “no you’re not.” john: “then who’s the boss?” owen: “mama.” i can’t win.     birthday pic’s uploaded

there are a few things you don’t think about before you have kids — one of them (for me at least) being the need to explain things that are abstract to a 3 year old (well, nearly three year old).  owen’s imagination has been running rampant lately — he’s taken to holding pretend animals for [...]

“i’m just pretending, pretending to be crazy!” owen 4/27/09 owen says “he’s crazy” all the time, i just thought it was funny that he said he was just pretending to be crazy.  it’s like a get out of jail free card.  i’m not actually being crazy, i’m just pretending, it’s not real.  very clever my [...]

  “don’t play with your balls!” owen 4/14/09 snicker  yes, exactly what you are thinking.  owen often accompanies dylan to the bathroom and the only toy dylan needs is the one between his legs.  i’ve never said anything, thinking that it’s just what little boys do, so i’m assuming john has said something for owen to [...]

    today we get in the car on our way to a playdate at lulu’s house, when the “click, click, click, click” song comes on by bishop allen and owen says “that’s the click, click, click song”. i was plesantly suprised to realize that he’s actually listening to the music we play in the car.  i happily [...]

it is not uncommon, in the mornings, for owen to have to share the bathroom with me when i am showering.  this was one such day and owen came into the bathroom and said: ‘papa. i need to go pee pee.’ after trying to coax him into taking care of all of it himself, he [...]

my wife needed to get wasted.  so i took it on myself to take care of the boys for a day while she jumped in a limo with her friends to be whisked off to a bachlorette party where she would drink for 12 hours. and… this should make my mom happy… taking care of [...]