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9/16/2004 - 3/25/2005
Hoc non est blog
Well, it isn't! Yes, it has a date under which there's
an entry describing some aspect of life here at the Moose ranch,
or some comments on the world and culture at large, but this
really isn't a blog. It's more like..... a web site that
can be easily updated! Look - there's not even a comment
system. Can't be a blog without a comment system....
Anyway, here it is. Enjoy.
Thursday, September 09, 2004 @ 09:24 PM
And Another Anniversary
Last Tuesday, August 31, was the one year anniversary
of the first entry in this not-a-blog. Hard to believe
that it's been a year already.
Now I have to figure out how to implement an archive.
Thursday, September 09, 2004 @ 09:14 PM
Happy Anniversary To Us!
Today marks the completion of 15 years of marriage for
Lise and I. Tomorrow we start working on year number 16.
We're both thankful to God for bringing us this far,
and for all that he's done for us.
I had secured the services of a babysitter without
Lise knowing it. We had dinner at the
and walked around the quiet sidewalks of
Ligonier. The rain
had stopped, the evening was still warm, our hands were
together, and all was right with the world.
Friday, August 20, 2004 @ 08:39 AM
Politically Correct Fruit?
Why is it that I can't buy prunes anymore?
I have to buy dried plums. When did
purplish fruits get their own lobby? Next,
I won't be able to get raisins and will have
to settle for dried grapes.
Maybe I should get a bottle of squashed grapes
and ponder this.
Monday, August 16, 2004 @ 03:39 PM
How To Have Fun at a Chinese Restaurant
Here's a way to have fun at your local Chinese restaurant -
whether it's a Cheap Buffet or an Oriental Palace...
Teach your six year old children to say "Shay Shay",
and have them say it when the waitress brings something
and when they leave. Guaranteed to bring smiles and surprised
looks to the staff.
Oh, you'd like to know what it means?
It means "Thank you." "Shay Shay" is the way I chose to spell
it - I have no idea what the transliteration
would be, so I went with the phoetic spelling.
The girls have known the correct answer to "How do you say
'Thank you' at a Chinese restaurant?" for a couple of years
now. The waitresses think they're bilingual.
Friday, August 13, 2004 @ 10:36 PM
House For Sale
Finally got it listed.
not very good; there's a better one that I wish they'd
Wednesday, August 04, 2004 @ 10:34 PM
Teeth, Drives, Small Towns, and Birthdays
A Trip To The Dentist
The other day, the girls went to the dentist for their
yearly checkup. You might think they needed it, based
on the picture above. Well, not really - Abby's showing
off her fake teeth from a goodie bag (more on that below).
Their permanent teeth are coming in, and their baby teeth
are starting to leave. The dentist noted that some of
the new teeth were coming in crooked, and some of the baby
teeth were loose, so he numbed them up and pulled a couple.
Abby had two pulled (one about 1 cm long!) and Emily had
one pulled, to go with the one she lost earlier. This meant,
of course, another visit from the tooth fairy.
Emily started peppering Lise with questions - "Where does
the tooth fairy live?", "What does the tooth fairy eat?",
etc. etc. Then she stopped and asked:
"Does the tooth fairy have lips?"
We're still trying to figure that one out.
One of the pleasures of childhood was getting into the car
and setting out for nowhere in particular. I would claim
to be lost, and Dad would tell me to let him know when
I knew where we were. I have continued this tradition
with the girls.
A couple Sundays ago, we set out for nowhere, leaving
Lise behind to rest. After wandering around in the country,
and finding some truly beautiful vistas, we wound our way
down to Johnstown, where I surprised the girls with a stop
at the Johnstown
Inclined Plane. We rode to the top, walked around
a park and found a playground, stopped for ice cream,
and rode back down again.
The Johnstown Inclined Plane claims to be the world's
steepest plane, also known as a funicular. It is also
one of the few which carry automobiles, which makes it a
vehicular funicular. We didn't take the van up this
time, but certain readers of this not-a-blog might remember
another time when we did take a car for the ride.
Last Sunday, we (all four of us this time) headed out in a
different direction. Eventually, we came back to town, and
stopped at the playground to let the girls get some air
and sun and fun. There was another small group of girls
about their age there. At one point, one of the mothers
came to me and said "We're about to cut and serve the cake,
would you like to join us?"
And so that is how we ended up being impromptu guests at
another girl's birthday party in the park. She was having
her sixth birthday. The girls had cake and each received a
goodie bag. And this was before their own birthday.
Small Town Niceties
There is a very nice library
in town. They loan out not only books, but videos as well. There
is also a video rental store in town, family owned, with a good
selection. We were returning items to both places Saturday
in the rain.
We put all the items in a plastic bag and ran into the library,
and left everything at the desk. Later that day, Lise realized
that she had returned a video store video to the library.
She called the video store, and explained the situation. A few
minutes later she got a call back from the store - someone from
the library had returned the video that morning.
Picture that happening with your local Blockbuster
and your big city library!
And now they are six. Where does the time go?
The big day was Monday. Gifts were gratefully received from Grandma,
Grandpa, aunts, uncles, and cousins. Some of the highlights
were the new umbrellas, lots of "Little People" toys, the requisite
clothes, and a dollhouse taller than they are.
The celebration continues this weekend with a trip to
the annual Twins Days
festival in Twinsburg, OH. This will be our fifth year
there. The girls love the parade.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004 @ 10:01 PM
If John Kerry wins the electoral vote (as we all
know, it's the electoral vote and not the popular
vote that counts), then Tuh-RAY-zah Heinz Kerry
will become the USA's first African-American First
Friday, July 23, 2004 @ 11:56 AM
Well, that didn't take long
The feedback system is only in place for a few
days, and already a web-crawling miscreant bot
has harvested the e-mail address and sent me spam.
So far, the signal to noise ratio is 1:1
May have to rethink how to put in a feedback
Thursday, July 22, 2004 @ 12:37 PM
Another Odd and End
(What is the singular of "odds and ends" anyway?)
Bubble and Squeak makes a wonderful supper. Maybe
this should go in the list of things for which to be thankful!
Thursday, July 22, 2004 @ 08:07 AM
Odds and Ends
Some odder than others.
Look! A Feedback Link!
No, it's not really a comment system.
There is now a link over there on the left that will
let you, dear reader, send a note to the notabloggers.
The e-mail, naturally, is "notacomment at moosebugs.com"
Emily (well, both girls actually) are being trained to speak
more politely to others. I think it's working. Now, when
Emily is really insistent that she does not want to do what she's
being told to do (e.g. come in from outside, go upstairs to bed),
"No, Thank You! No, Thank You! No, Thank You!"
The sweet corn is in. The roadside stands are set up. And one of
the joys of summer is eating a fresh piece of corn with butter
and salt on top. We use little "corn grabbers" to hold the corn
to facilitate eating without burnt fingers. The girls must have other
names for them. We were discussing getting some corn at the
Farmers' Market and Emily asked,
"May we get corn on the knobs?"
On July 5th, I sprained my ankle. Rather severely. I was helping
the girls get into the big pool (at the shallow end) at
Idlewild. I told
them to sit on the edge, and I would get in first and get them
in. I jumped in, and my ankle twisted inside under me. The pain
was rather great. I applied some immediate hydro-therapy.
The pain wasn't any better the next day, so I had it X-rayed.
Results: no break, just stay on crutches for three days. At work,
I found out that a cow-orker (n.b. that's on purpose) had also
sprained his ankle and was on crutches for three days. His story
was much more glamorous, though; he had been wake-boarding behind
a speedboat. All I did was try to get my kids into the pool.
By now, the swelling's gone down, though not all the way, and it feels quite
a bit better.
And yes, this was a couple days before the transmission incident (see
below). Which, by the way, was indeed only a couple lines, and easily
I've probably mentioned it before, but it sure is nice to have
season passes to Idlewild. On Monday's, each person who has a season
pass can bring a buddy at no cost. One recent Monday, we took
friends Mike (another cow-orker) and Maria, who are moving into the
area from Connecticut. Mike was in town for a training course,
and Maria came to get their new house ready. We wanted to get
together in the evening, and rather than suggest something ordinary
like eating at a nice restaurant, I suggested Idlewild. Mike
love it. "Look, rides!" Maria did, too, I think. It was also
nice to have someone else to take the girls on a ride for once.
And Maria (mom to four boys) got to be a "girl mommy" for just
a little while. We're looking forward to their permanent arrival.
The girls' birthday is coming up, and we decided to wander through
the dinosaur store (toysaraus) to see want they'd like. I told
them that it was a "toy museum" and that we could only look, but
not take anything home. I wonder how long that ploy will work?
It was quite educational, though, for us. Every now and then they
would see something and ask "May I take this home?" All the while,
we were making mental notes about what we should get for their
One of the purchases we did make at the toysaraus was... ummm...
for the girls.... yeah, that's it. It's for the girls.... schooling!
I (I mean we) picked up the special edition of the
Rock DVD - a 2 DVD set with all the original songs, and other extras
as well. Now I can teach the girls to sing "Unpack your adjectives,"
"Lolly, Lolly, Lolly get your adverbs here," "Interjection!" and
others. I'm sure I'll (I mean they'll) get many happy hours of
enjoyment out of it.
So, what am I thankful for this Thursday?
My wonderful wife.
My wonderful children, who continue to amaze.
Wraparounds. (No, it's not a sandwich.)
And many other things....
Thursday, July 08, 2004 @ 08:38 AM
So What Am I Thankful For?
Yesterday on the way home, something happened to my car.
I started out from a stop light, felt an almost imperceptible
anomaly in the shifting, and then noticed smoke pouring
from the back of the car. Oh bother. I pulled off the road
(leaving tell-tale trail) and parked. When I stopped moving,
the smoke started coming through the air vents. Not a good sign.
I hopped out, popped the hood, and noticed large quantities of
a petroleum based liquid depositing themselves on the pavement.
A quick dip of the finger confimed that it was transmission fluid.
Something bad had happened.
So, what am I thankful for?
That the incident occurred in a commercial stretch of the road,
and not in the middle of nowhere. I had pulled into the mall parking
lot and used the phone in the mall.
That the incident occurred on the way home, and not on the way
That I was halfway home already.
That the car was less than a mile from the Buick dealership,
well within the 3 miles allowed by my basic AAA membership.
That I have an AAA membership.
That this did not occur in the middle of winter, when it's
cold and potentially snowing.
That this did not occur in the middle of the thunderstorm which had
just passed through.
That a mechanic followed my trail as I was waiting, checked under
the hood, and indicated that it was likely a transmission line and not
the entire transmission.
That my wife and children were willing and able to come and pick
me up and get a McD's supper to share in the parking lot while waiting
for the tow truck.
That my father recently gave me his old Chevy van, so that I am not
That, as difficult as it is to see sometimes,
And yes, this will also mean a delay in getting the Moose and Sprite
Tuesday, July 06, 2004 @ 08:14 PM
This Isn't Part Of Worship
Prior to this weekend, the local weekly paper
carried a notice from a nearby PCUSA church concerning
a "special holiday service with a patriotic theme"
instead of their usual Sunday morning worship.
The service would include the presentation of the
US flag and the Christian flag, and pledges to the
flags would be led by members of the youth group.
Also included would be a patriotic reading, and the
speaker for the worship service would be a lady from
a couple towns over.
This is probably but one example - I'm sure there's
other churches out there that turned the July 4th
Sunday Worship service into something other than
As I realize more and more what worship really is,
and what does and does not belong in a worship service,
the more I think that such things as the service
described above don't make the cut. That church,
which should have been gathered to acknowledge
Jesus Christ as prophet, priest, and the Only True
King, was instead pledging allegiance to the state and
acknowledging the government as their king.
Patriotic services, in and of themselves,
are good and proper as civic meetings for the purpose of remembering
the founding of a country. But they have no part in
a service gathered for the purpose of worshipping the
one true God, singing His praises, receiving the
gospel of His Son, and meeting that Son in fellowship
around the Lord's Table. I would rather simply hear the
Word preached and feed on Christ (and that is what I did) than see a hundred
flags waved or hear a dozen patriotic melodies sung or
listen to a stirring speech about the founders of our
country. "Sir, we would see Jesus!"
The collect for the Fifth
Sunday After Trinity, from the Book of Common Prayer,
seems much more appropriate:
GRANT, O Lord, we beseech thee, that the course of this world may be so
peaceably ordered by thy governance, that thy Church may joyfully serve thee
in all godly quietness; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Tuesday, July 06, 2004 @ 07:58 PM
I Can Name That Tune In One Note!
Tonight, after the reading of the Psalm (Number 19,
appointed for the evening of the Monday following the
Fifth Sunday After Trinity), we were deciding what
song to sing. I suggested we do number 508 (Red Trinity
Hymnal) and Emily said "What's that song?" I hummed the
first note, making sure to pitch it low enough so that
we wouldn't exceed our capability on the high notes.
With just that one note and the page number as clues,
"Jesus Lover Of My Soul!"
And she was right.
Friday, July 02, 2004 @ 03:40 PM
I think I've got this working now. New posts will have
"Permalinks" shown at the bottom. Old posts will be
updated as I get the time.
Thursday, July 01, 2004 @ 08:44 PM
Five Year Old Groupies?
Way back in 1999, just one short month before the Amazing
Frank Twins came into our lives, Lise and I were visiting
Erie, PA for a getaway weekend. The
Erie Maritime Museum
was putting on a concert by a Canadian group called
We didn't have anything else to do that evening, and so
bought the tickets and expected to join the crowd.
The crowd consisted of about a dozen people, gathered
around tables on a plaza in front of a replica sailing
Brig Niagara, on Erie's lakefront.
We quickly became fans. The group's repertoire ranges from rollicking good
songs about life and history to sad, sweet ballads about love old and new.
They sang about
Alexander Graham Bell's Silver Dart.
After they sang what was to be the last song of the evening,
a cappella and haunting,
the rains came down and ended the show.
We introduced the girls to Tanglefoot in the summer of 2001
in Erie, at the same location, and the crowd was much bigger.
We returned in 2002 as well. With each trip, we added to the
CD collection for the car, and the girls were getting to know
the songs rather well. Lise and I caught Tanglefoot in 2003
in New Hampshire, and we were pleased to find that they'd
be at the Erie Summer Festival of the Arts this year. 'Twould
be the girls third time seeing them in concert, and our fifth.
The girls were excited about the concert, even though they
were quite tired from a busy week at Vacation Bible School
at church. The Tanglefoot set started late because
earlier acts overran their allotted time, and the girls
kept asking "Tanglefoot sing yet?"
But sing they did. We sat on the green lawn and watched.
While Lise and I enjoyed the by now
quite familiar songs, the girls were in seventh heaven.
They listened, they watched, they danced to
and they clapped. The band was convinced to do
one more song, and I took the girls down to the front
row of chairs so they could get a good look. They did
one of Abigail's favorites,
and she was bouncing right along.
The most interesting part came after the show. We wandered
over to the CD table and bought a DVD of a live concert
by the group. The members of the band had made their way
out to meet and greet, and the girls were introduced
to Al, the bass player, Steve, the guitarist, and Brian,
the pianist. All three were quite nice about meeting
the girls and signing the DVD. Al in particular spent some
time talking with the girls, and Abby kept staring up at
him saying "You played on the stage!" She also wanted to
know why they didn't do another of her favorites,
Steer Away (Backyard Sailor).
It was hard to tear them away from the band. Lise was
waiting patiently for us to get back to the motel and put
the girls to bed.
I realized then that we had a couple of five year old
groupies on our hands.
We spent the weekend in Erie and walked along the lake
on Saturday morning, drove a little and let the girls
sleep, and visited the
in the afternoon.
In the evening, we visited our friends Ray and Jane who
had graciously invited us for pizza and ice cream.
We all enjoyed our time with them both at their house
and at a local park afterward.
They are doing a fine job of raising their family.
Susie, the same age as the twins, was delightful,
Christopher is growing into quite a young man,
Joshua demonstrated his ability on the violin,
Anna helped out a lot, and Maria (the quiet one),
together with Susie, helped to keep the girls entertained.
Pictures will follow.
Sunday, we joined the Ray and Jane at their church, and for
a church luncheon afterward. That marked the fourth
time that we had visited. The first time, in 1999, we
sort of knew who they were, through some mutual friends.
In 2001, we had not officially "met" online yet, but
I knew who they were, and surprised Ray by referring
to him as Tom Bombadil. Since that time, we've gotten
to know each other, and the 2002 get together is
preserved in pictures
On the way back home, Abby set a record for sleeping
in the car - a solid two hours. I think she was
a little tired. Emily got almost as much.
And, we got back in time for our own church's
VBS closing program, in which the girls said a verse
with their class and sang some songs with the whole
group of kids.
Monday, June 21, 2004 @ 09:46 PM
My Father's Day
On Father's Day, I was the first to rise. I made
myself toast and eggs for breakfast. Next, I got
the girls up and made sure they were fed. After
breakfast, I got the girls headed towards the shower,
and helped to dry them off and dress them for church.
We still had time enough before leaving for me to get the
steak into the marinade. (I found a good ginger-garlic
recipe.) After church, I grilled the steak and cooked
the vegetables (side burners on a grill are a wonderful
invention) and we all had lunch.
The afternoon was quite restful. The girls drank a bit too deeply
from the well of afternoon nap and remained awake far too
late into the evening. I had the privilege of hearing
Dr. Jack Kinneer preach at the evening service.
There were gifts appropriate for the day, picked out by
my wonderful wife - a good pair of shorts, and a barbecue
tools set with Craftsman screwdriver-like handles - and
some cards. But the most prized gift was a set of handprints
that were traced and glitter-glued by my wonderful daughters.
The clothes will wear out, and the tools will lose their
like-new shine, but I will always have my daughters' hands
It was a good Father's Day. I enjoyed being a father,
thinking about my own father, and worshipping our heavenly
Today Lise and the girls started Vacation Bible School in the
mornings at church. Lise is helping in the first and second grade
class, and the girls are in the 4-5 year old class. Their
teacher is the same one they have for Sunday School, so there's
no problem with transitioning to a new face. Between Bible
School and afternoon wraparounds, there was no time for a nap.
I had two tired girls on my hands this evening.
As I was getting Emily and Abigail ready for bed (Monday is
Lise's evening out with friends), Emily reminded
me again "You're my Daddy!" Abigail's the quiet one, content
simply to snuggle in for her bedtime cuddle.
We read a Psalm (23 - "The Lord is my shepherd"), sang a hymn
("The King of Love My Shepherd Is") and prayed for family and
friends both near and far (include those we've met
and those we haven't yet). The girls were asleep by the time
I finished praying.
I paused for long moments beside their beds and watched their
forms rise and fall beneath the sheets. Their simple
trust is that everything will be OK. "S'OK, Abby. S'OK, Emmy. S'OK,
How wonderful of God
to bring these bundles of love into our lives. I said a silent prayer,
God for my own father, and asking that God would make me the
father that my girls need. In time, I know this prayer, too,
will be answered.
Happy Father's Day.
Thursday, June 17, 2004 @ 08:26 PM
OK, so this first one is probably not a big deal
to those of you with developmentally undelayed
Yesterday, Emily jumped down from the first step.
That may be a ho-hum event to some, but to us it qualifies
as a Big Deal. She has been jumping in place for some
time now, with both feet leaving the floor at the same
time and returning at the same time. The challenge has been
for her to translate her position through space - add a horizontal
component to the vertical vector. The simple act of jumping
off a step involves a series of complex movements. For Emily,
it was a challenge.
But yesterday, she got it right. And did it again. And again.
And again. And again. And bargained to do it more before bed.
She's getting better with practice.
One thing that I observe when we were teaching the girls
to crawl is that they did not like to be separated from the
floor. It was a big deal to actually pick a hand up from the
floor and move it forward, followed by picking up a knee and
moving it forward. Walking was even more interesting. They
had to learn to pick up a foot all the way and move it forward
in space. And for one brief moment, all that's connecting
them to the ground is that one little other foot. So convincing
them that it's OK to jump - to have both feet completely separated
from the floor - was an undertaking. I found out later that
this is something common to developmentally delayed / autistic
Abby is trying to jump from the step as well. She can do it
with help - Mommy's hands. But if she tries herself, it's still
more of a two-step.
The other milestone - which surprised us all by being right
on schedule age-wise - is that Emily now has her first Loose Tooth!
It's wiggling all around in there. Lise tried to wiggle
it loose today, but it remained anchored. Emily is still trying
to come to grips with the idea of losing a tooth and having
it be replaced by another one. And then there's still the whole
Tooth Fairy thing....
It's interesting how the girls are right on time with some
things, and delayed with others. Keeps us on our toes.
And also reminds us that Everything's Going Exactly According
Tuesday, June 15, 2004 @ 09:05 PM
The Outer Banks Trip
Before the memories fade completely, I'd better get
something down on paper or pixel about our little trip
at the beginning of the month of May.
Saturday, Day 1 - The Long Drive - We started out from the
house just before 8:00 AM and made good time (only
one stop) to Fredericksburg, where we stopped for lunch at
a Burger King. We continued on past Williamsburg,
Hampton, and Newport News, and thought of Kelly,
we had visited last September. The weather
was pleasant, and we had a good ride down into North
Carolina. We stopped at a roadside farm stand for
some fresh asparagus to have with dinner that night.
We arrived at our destination at around 5:00. On the
whole, a reasonable drive. Our condo was a "third"
floor condo, but since they don't start counting until
the second floor, we were really on the fourth floor.
The place, The Golden Strand (Kill Devil Hills), had suffered lots of
damage during the hurricane last fall. The elevator
was broken. I made many trips up the flights of stairs
with many bags.
It was then that I realized that one bag was missing -
the one with our Sunday clothes. My jacket, Lise's
dress, the girls' dresses, etc. There's always
something that happens. A quick trip to K-Mart remedied
the most serious of issues. K-Mart, however, is not
the first place we had wanted to visit.
Our unit was a staggered side unit. We were not directly
fronting the ocean, but the balcony peeked out
from behind the front unit and we had an excellent
view of the ocean. The ocean breezes were quite
Sunday, Day 2 - Church in a Funeral Home - I had
previously made contact with the pastor of something
called the Outer Banks
Reformed Fellowship to ascertain time and location
of the morning service. The directions were to a funeral
home in Manteo. We arrived just before the service time
and found that there did not appear to be anybody else
there. After a short wait, we went inside and met the
pastor. A few others were there as well. I estimate
that our family doubled the size of the congregation.
The service was held in the chapel of the funeral
home, an agreeable place to hold a service, with
proper pews and atmosphere.
As the service was about to begin, the pastor looked
over at us and said "Does either of you play the
piano?" Well, I cannot tell a lie, and so I admitted
that I did. I was then invited to have a seat at an
ancient Hammond drawbar organ. The pastor was glad
to have a real live organist instead of the digital
contraption that they usually used.
After the service, we stopped for lunch at a
restaurant called "The Dunes." Found out that
Abby and Emmy both like flounder. They gobbled
up the kid size portion that we split between
them. Even though it was kid-sized, there were
about 7 decent size flounder pieces on the plate.
Sunday was a good afternoon for a quiet repose for
everybody. Vacations are supposed to be restful.
Monday, Day 3 - The Rains Came - Heavy rains,
light rains, sometimes the clouds almost breaking up.
But rain it did, so Monday was a mostly inside day.
It all worked out, though - we got caught up on some
Tuesday, Day 4 - Beginning to Explore - Tuesday,
we ventured off the Banks to Roanoke Island, and visited
some formal gardens as well as the Lost Colony site.
The girls enjoyed the picnic lunch under the trees.
Wednesday, Day 5 - Wright On! - From the top
of the steps leading to our condo, we could see the
Wright Brothers Memorial - up on a dune, with a
beacon on top. We visited the site Wednesday. They
have the distances of the first four flights marked
off. We walked up the hill to the memorial - it must
be the highest point along the island. Which isn't
really saying that much.
Thursday, Day 6 - Down the Cape, Up the Stairs - Thursday,
we made the big trip. Down Rte 12, all along the seashore.
We drove through the village of Rodanthe and on to Hatteras
Island. There is a ferry which runs between Hatteras
and Ocracoke Island - a pleasant 40 minute trip.
After lunch in Ocracoke, we looked in one or two
souvenir stores, and endured some unfortunate unpleasantness
when Emily was afflicted with traveler's distress.
After getting Emily under control, we took the ferry
back to Hatteras and found the Hatteras lighthouse.
There are stairs inside the lighthouse spiraling up
to an observation platform about 160 feet up. I was
the only one who made the attempt. Lise and the girls
stayed on the ground and waited for me to appear at the top.
Friday, Day 7 - Beach Babies - Friday was the warmest
day of the week, and so we spent most of the morning on
the beach, trying out the ocean. It was said that the
ocean was cold at that time of year - maybe 60-62 degrees
water temperature. That didn't seem cold to me - I
remember going to Hampton Beach in NH in the middle of July when
the temperature was similar.
The girls enjoyed running away from the waves, screaming
all the way. They also discovered the joys of digging in
the sand. And getting buried in the sand. Abby's happiest
moment, I think, was when she laid down and we covered
her up to her neck.
Supper for our last night was at
The Weeping Radish
in Manteo. Good German food. And beer.
Saturday, Day 8 - The Long Drive Home
The weather was pleasant for our drive home. We left
the seashore at about 8:40 and took it easy getting
home. We stopped for a picnic lunch, and then in the
middle of the afternoon at a farm stand just ourside
Winchester, VA. When we finally arrived home, the girls
helped to unload the van. I think they were glad that
there was not four flights of stairs to ascend.
And with that, we put them to bed.
Tuesday, June 15, 2004 @ 08:01 AM
I am a fridge?
You are a fridge! You can keep your cool, even when faced with a heated
situation. You enjoy being the center of attention, and people come to you
for advice or when they want something. People also like to stick things to
the front of your body.
what kitchen utensil are
OK, it's just a silly quiz. Don't know about the "sticking things to the
front of [my] body" part, though. Got the link from Valerie
Wednesday, June 02, 2004 @ 08:50 PM
Gems for today
Today, I was quizzing the girls about how old they are,
and Abby piped up with "I born in New "Hamper!"" Later,
when discussing the fact that Daddy was going up in an
airplane, I asked who drives the airplane. Emily replied,
"The Pirate!", with a pleased grin on her face.
Who says life with little children is boring?
Tuesday, June 01, 2004 @ 09:06 PM
So now she's listening to the weather reports
Today, Emily asked (over and over and over again):
"Maybe rain today?" Mom wanted to know why she
was asking that: "Where did you hear that?"
"On the radio" came the reply.
Tuesday, June 01, 2004 @ 09:06 PM
It's a good thing they have deacons....
... to let them know these things.
From the newsletter of a church (not our own), listing
the minutes of a recent business meeting:
The Deacons reported that God continues to bless.
But then again, maybe some people need the reminder.
Saturday, May 15, 2004 @ 02:00 PM
A Non-Blog Non-Entry
Well, there doesn't appear to be much here since
the pre-election comment on Toomey. Well, Toomey
lost the primary to Specter by 12,000 votes out of
1.something million. Thanks to G. W. Bush and
R. Santorum for standing for the Party over Principles.
Life continues here, including a recent trip to the
Outer Banks that had its high and low points.
More on all that later. Now, time to enjoy a pleasant
Monday, April 26, 2004 @ 08:32 PM
For PA Residents Only
Tomorrow, April 27, is election day in the Commonwealth.
The most important race is on the Republican primary ballot -
Arlen Specter, a RINO, the incumbent, and Pat
Toomey, the conservative challenger. Latest polls have
Toomey and Specter in a dead heat. Pennsylvania is a
"closed primary" state - meaning that you have to declare
a party affiliation at registration and then vote in that
party's primary at primary time. This is one time when
I'm glad that I checked the "Republican" box.
If you live in PA, please get out and vote Toomey.
Sunday, April 25, 2004 @ 09:27 PM
New Musical Terms
Adagio Frommagio - To play in a slow and cheesy manner.
Angus Dei - To play with a divine, beefy tone.
A Patella - Unaccompanied knee-slapping.
Frugalhorn - A sensible, inexpensive brass instrument.
Dill Piccolino - A wind instrument that plays only sour notes.
Approximento - A musical entrance that is somewhere in the
vicinity of the correct pitch.
Passed along to me by my friend, the choir director.
The only notation on the paper is Submitted by E. T. Thompson.
Thursday, April 22, 2004 @ 10:40 AM
Now that she's active again....
Valerie's "on hiatus"
status has been removed. And, she's added this non-blog to her blogroll
Wednesday, April 21, 2004 @ 08:41 PM
An idea from Kelly.
"This is useful for system administrators who have standardized
a particular version of PHP for use on their web servers."
From PHP - Your visual blueprint for creating open source, server-side
content. Not very exciting, but it was the closest
book. (PHP is something I dabble in.)
Now here's the instructions, so you too can follow the herd:
1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 23.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog (or non-blog) along with these
Wednesday, April 21, 2004 @ 01:13 PM
SCARY PIRATE SHEEP DAY!
Today is "Scary Pirate Sheep Day". Make sure to wish your administrative
assistant a warm Scary Pirate Sheep Day.
Or, if you're in the mood for anagrams, figure
out what Day it really is. Minimum word length 5, maximum number of words
Tuesday, April 20, 2004 @ 03:09 PM
A Day of Shadows
Today has been a day of shadows...usually that means that the
sun is shining and today that is true, but the shadows I'm
talking about work whether the sun is out or not.
My daughters love to imitate what I am doing (they imitate their
Dad, too, rather well!) Today, I had two girls taking turns
with their little red vacuum cleaner, while I used the big blue
one. Afterwards, since I perspire a lot when I'm active, I took
a blue towel out to wipe my face and toss it over my shoulder.
And sure enough, right behind me were two little girls with towels
on their shoulders.
Make Way for Ducklings anyone?
Sunday, April 18, 2004 @ 08:42 PM
Never, never get a storage unit and put everything in there
without any order or pattern, thinking "Well, we'll be in
a bigger place in the spring, so we don't need to be too
particular about where the boxes of spring clothes go."
You'll wind up needing those boxes sooner than you think.
And you won't be able to find them.
Sunday, April 18, 2004 @ 08:42 PM
Here in the southwesteren part of PA, we tend to go directly
from winter to summer, temperature-wise. Spring happens for about
two hours in the afternoon one mid-April day, then it's over.
About 2 weeks ago, we had freezing temperatures and snow flurries.
This past week, we had enough rain to cause substantial
flooding along the stream. Areas that were once field
became expanses of muddy water. Houses that were close
to the stream became surrounded and looked like the
little cottages that float on the lagoon at Presque Isle
State Park on Lake Erie. Several roads were overrun by
the waters. I was glad that we have the high ground - high
enough to keep us clear of the floods.
Friday, the weather was absolutely wonderful. Saturday
was a little warmer, and today, Sunday, hit 82 in our
little village. It was probably 3-5 degrees warmer closer
to the city. So, summer is here, at least by the thermometer.
But the lack of leaves on the trees and a glance at the
calendar tells us that there's more signs of summer to come.
Like the humidity.
Saturday, April 10, 2004 @ 09:45 PM
He Is Risen, He Is Risen
Said the angel, “He is risen!”
Tell it out with joyful voice:
He has burst His three days’ prison;
Let the whole wide earth rejoice:
Death is conquered, we are free,
Christ has won the victory.
Come, ye sad and fearful hearted,
With glad smile and radiant brow!
Death’s long shadows have departed;
All our woes are over now,
Due to passion that He bore—
Sin and pain can vex no more.
Come, with high and holy hymning,
Chant our Lord’s triumphant day;
Not one darksome cloud is dimming
Yonder glorious morning ray,
Breaking over the purple east:
Brighter far our Easter feast.
He is risen, He is risen!
He has opened heaven’s gate:
We are free from sin’s dark prison,
Risen to a holier state;
And a brighter Easter beam
On our longing eyes shall stream.
He Is Risen, tune Neander
May your Easter day be bright with blessings as we celebrate
the resurrection of our Lord.
He Is Risen!
He Is Risen, Indeed!
Thursday, April 08, 2004 @ 10:02 PM
Out In The Country
When I was a little girl, I lived in the country and enjoyed
being out in the woods behind our home, and just enjoyed the freedom
that living in the country brings with it. It's been a long time since
then, but we're finally back in the country! I've been enjoying the
delight of discovering the different trees, shrubs and flowers that are
around our new home. Now that it's spring all sorts of things are popping
up. There are clumps of daffodils everywhere I look. It looks like
someone took a handful of bulbs and just tossed them everywhere. Right
near the side door there is one tiny yellow crocus, and the other day I
found a beautiful white one right near the road. Tiny yellow flowers
which I haven't identified yet have been blooming beside the road under
our mailbox for a few weeks now. I've seen a few violets, and some tiny
flowers that look like they belong in the daisy family, but I'm not sure
of their particular name. I searched for a while before I found a name
for the tree that grows outside the door. The leaves were on all winter,
so I know it's a type of evergreen, but when spring began, all of a sudden
I started seeing white flowers that look like lily of the valley hanging
from this tree. This is called a Titi tree (or for those for whom the
botanical name is more important - cyrilla racemiflora). I'm waiting
rather impatiently for the clump of buds which are growing out near our
leave-and-twig burning pile to see what they will turn out to be. I
think we may have some stray tulips! All this to say that God's glory
is blooming everywhere. Thank you, Lord!
Thursday, April 08, 2004 @ 01:20 PM
The Die is Cast
The Moose family will definitely be going north.
It sure is hard to get hotel reservations for Erie,
though! You'd think that something important was going on.
Wednesday, April 07, 2004 @ 01:56 PM
Moose to the North!
The possibility exists (at least it has been raised
with Mommy Moose, who was amenable to the idea) that
there will be a family of Moose traveling north towards
Erie for this,
this group performs. Note that the Arts Festival web
site has no information - all it says right now is More
information coming soon. But the Tanglefoot schedule
shows that they will be there on Friday. We just don't know
Tuesday, April 06, 2004 @ 07:35 AM
More New Links
To quell the rising hubbub,
two new links have
been added to the blogroll: Anne, The
and Kelly, the Badger Mum and an
It's now April 6, and the temperature this morning was 22 degrees.
That's degrees F, not C! This is supposed to be springtime!
At least the snow from last weekend has mostly melted in the
40 degree weather yesterday.
Thursday, March 25, 2004 @ 12:49 PM
Oh goodness, look how much time has elapsed since the last
entry. I shall have to add some information. But not now.
I have, however, added a few other blog links to what I believe
is called a "blogroll." Sounds like a sandwich to me. I figured
that it was the least I could do for Gnu, since he is the
first one to have found this and linked it.
Saturday, December 20, 2003 @ 09:17 PM
In The Deep Mid-Winter
Well, it's not exactly the deep mid-winter; in fact,
it's not even winter officially. That starts tomorrow.
But we've had enough snow in the last week to make it
look like winter here, and to ensure that we will, in fact,
have a white Christmas.
We are continuing to settle in to the new house. The decor
is slowly becoming less and less "American cardboard box"
and becoming more and more "our stuff here and there."
We spent Thanksgiving quietly. It was quite nice to have
four days in a row off from work to spend at home. The
Saturday preceding turkey day, we went to the Christmas
parade in Greensburg. The temperature was about 63 degrees,
rather warm for late November. The girls scored a lot
of candy from the people in the parade.
The weekend following Thanksgiving, we had a visit from
our missionary friends Dave and Deb Barton. He is a pilot
with Wycliffe Bible Translators in Papua New Guinea, and
they and their two year old son are in the US for a year
"home assignment." I can remember when they used to be
Dave and Deb arrived in the middle of a snowstorm, but made
it to the "Frank Guest House" all right, if later than
expected. Saturday, we all hung out and caught up on old
times. Sunday, we visited a church nearby that has
supported them in the past. Dave and Deb were given the
entire time that would normally have gone for the sermon.
Last weekend, we enjoyed a small party at a friends house.
The girls were fascinated by their dog. They wanted to pet it,
but were scared of it. At one point, Emily was sitting
in the hall, with her legs spread apart, saying "here doggy,
Lise and I also had the rare treat of a night out when
a friend babysat the girls. We went for Mexican food
at the best Mexican restaurant around, conveniently
located 5 minutes from the new house. We had thought
about doing Christmas shopping for the girls, but that
was substantially done already, so we took the night for ourselves.
Last night we went to see the
Overly's Light Display nearby. After driving through,
we stopped and walked around a bit. The girls each sat
on Santa's lap, we took a wagon ride, and stood by the
fire for a while to warm up. The girls really enjoyed
Christmas is coming, and the tree is up. It keeps gathering
presents; each day this week brought one or two more
boxes to our door. The girls are rather excited; they
were jumping up and down about getting the tree last
weekend, and are looking forward to the day when they
can tear into all those packages.
Here's hoping you and yours have a very happy and
Here's a few pictures. Enjoy.
Monday, November 10, 2003 @ 02:52 PM
The Move Is Done
We are now officially not living in Greensburg anymore.
Our move to the country was made on Saturday, November 8.
I won't say that it's complete, because it's not. There
is still much to be unpacked and still a not insignificant amount
of items remaining at the old house. We're going to leave
some things there because it will "show" better, and we're
going to be hosting some friends in December, so we'll let
them stay at our "guest house."
But, we're living in the country now, and the girls seem
to get a kick out of their new house.
Still to do - hook up the washing machine, unpack boxes,
hook up the stereo, unpack boxes, hook up the TV and VCR
and DVD, unpack boxes, try to find a place for everything,
etc. etc. etc.
Wednesday, October 29, 2003 @ 08:54 AM
We are still here!
Yes, we're still alive and well. We really did spend
more than one day in Williamsburg, and more of that
story will be coming.
Since returning from Williamsburg, I've been to Sweden
on business, visiting Stockholm and Vasteras, a city
of 120,000 about 1 hour by train from Stockholm. One of the
interesting delicacies I tried was moose. I could have
had some reindeer, too, but I was afraid that the plate
would come with a glowing red nose on top.
We are counting down the days until moving day, November the 8th.
That when we move to our little cabin in the woods.
(Scroll down for some pictures.)
The girls are keeping busy with pre-school, occupational
therapy, and will be starting speech therapy. For their
halloween party at pre-school, they will be princeses,
complete with the appropriate princess crowns direct
from the Royal Palace gift shop in Stockholm. We probably
won't go trick or treating around the neighborhood; the local
high school football team made the playoffs, and that's going
to be the big thing to do on Friday night. Don't know if we'll
make it or not.
Sunday, October 05, 2003 @ 09:19 PM
Williamsburg Trip - Day 1
We're a little behind here, but we'll try to get the account
of our Williamsburg trip up little by little.
Saturday morning, we got up and finished doing some packing.
I headed to the barber shop first thing to take care of some
business. I came back with a bit less on top than before.
We finally cleared out at around 10 AM, and after a quick stop
were on the road. Lunch was taken at the Hardee's in
Breezewood, PA -
the town of motels. We continued on to I-70 towards Washington, DC.
Hurricane Isabel was on our minds a little bit. It had come
ashore on the previous Thursday, scoring a direct hit as a Category 2
storm on the Outer Banks in North Carolina. Friday, it arrived
in Pennsylvania. We had a lot of rain, and some wind, but nothing
very spectacular. We've had more intense summer storms that dumped
more water. But we didn't quite know what to expect when we got
closer to the shore. We had read stories about power outages, but
did not know the extent of them.
Our first inkling came in Maryland, as we approached DC on I-270.
We had to make a stop, and got off at one exit. The first
set of lights was on, but at the next set (where the gas stations
were), the lights were out, and there were policeman directing
traffic. We didn't stop, and got back on the highway.
After getting on the Beltway, we exited just before going over
the Potomac River, and found ourselves headed into a park.
But the facilities there were closed, and there was quite a lot
of branches and debris down. We got back on the Beltway.
The next time we got off, it was at Tyson's Corner. There was plenty
of power at this exit - all the lights were working. After driving
around in a circle for a bit, we wound up at the one of the
malls in the DC area. But they did have the facilities we needed.
And also a Haagen Daaz store which served a good (but expensive)
frozen coffee drink.
The rest of the trip to Williamsburg was uneventful, but we started
to notice more and more trees down as we approached on I-64. We got
off at our exit, and the first set of lights were out. So was the second
set. So was the third. We had no trouble finding the hotel / condo
site, and drove in. The main hotel building had a large sign which
read "Hotel Closed." There was a generator running, however.
I followed the cord attached to the generator, and found a room
with lights and computers and people checking folks into the condos.
They acted as if nothing was amiss. They directed us to some supermarkets,
and indicated which road had power. I asked if our unit had power,
and was assured that yes, it did.
So, there we were - vacationers in the middle of a blackout, on perhaps
the only stretch of road that actually had electricity, in a decent
one bedroom unit with air conditioning.
The unit had a living room with a sofabed, a dining room and kitchen,
and a bedroom with a double bed. The bathroom was connected to the
bedroom, but was also accessible through the whirlpool tub room
which also had a door to the living room.
The girls slept in the bedroom, and we slept on the couch. This let
us stay up and watch TV later. We were still able to get into the
bathroom without disturbing the girls - this was a plus.
For supper, we started driving down the main drag - US 60. There
were lines out into the street at the gas stations, and some restaurants
were not open at all. We found one called the
Yukon Steak Co.
The menu was rather abbreviated - the
place had no water available for cooking or drinking. The girls had
what amounted to a Shirley Temple - soda water made pink. They didn't
care for it too much.
After dinner, we found a gas station with a shorter line and filled
up the van. We were behind a truck that was filling up several gas
containers, presumably for generators.
After we got gas, we had to stop at a supermarket. I decided
to head to the Ukrops south of town, as
I was told they were
open. I knew how to get there, too. By now it was dark,
and all the stoplights on the way there were out. I almost drove
through one intersection without realizing it because it was
so dark. I also found out that most people don't know how to drive
when they approach an intersection where the lights are out.
But the Ukrops was open, and we got what we needed. While Lise
was in the store, I waited with the girls in the car. I met a trucker
who lived in California, and had driven his load from Houston, and
arrived in Williamsburg Friday. Nobody was around to take his load,
so he slept in his truck. Nobody was around Saturday either, so he
was going to have to wait until Monday. We talked about where
there would be hotels that were open, and I gave him my map of the area. I
found a place to stay that was better than his truck.
We arrived only about 1-2 hours before sunset, and did not have an
opportunity to look around much, but we did get the feeling that
there was a large number of trees down and general damage wreaked by
the storm. Throughout the week, we'd find out just how bad it was.
The girls were tired and went right out. We were not even sure if
we would be able to get to church Sunday morning.
Monday, September 29, 2003 @ 01:38 PM
Back from a Trip
We returned from Williamsburg, VA on Saturday the 20th
at suppertime. Just in time to order chinese food, which
the girls love. And it saves on cooking and cleanup.
I'm sure that over the next several days, there will be
little updates appearing here about our adventures in Williamsburg.
One quick point: It's always interesting to go on vacation in
an area that was recently hit by a hurricane.
Friday, September 19, 2003 @ 10:21 PM
Emily and Isabel
Emily's response to the passing of hurricane Isabel, tonight at the supper
"Please make sun come out Amen."
Yup - gotta agree with that one.
Thursday, September 18, 2003 @ 01:09 PM
Well, we did it. Last night we signed the lease for a little
cottage in the woods. We'll move there sometime in Novemer,
sell our house, and live in the cottage while we look for
a bigger house. Here's some pictures:
At last the girls will have some room to run and play!
Tuesday, September 09, 2003 @ 09:29 PM
So, after all that adventure with Abby, we still
had an anniversary to think about. Lise dropped me
at the office on the way home from the hospital. I expected
to get a ride with a friend, but he wasn't there.
Lise came to pick me up and I figured the least I could
do was to take us to supper somewhere. We found
a place called Sam Morgan's, with good food, good-sized
portions, and reasonable prices. The girls loved their
supper and behaved reasonably well. I had trouble
finishing the chicken po-boy - it was quite large.
And Lise had a steak salad - the proper Pittsburgh kind,
with french fries and shredded cheese on top.
Before Lise left the house to pick me up, she found that
she couldn't back the van out becuase there was a man
standing behind her trying to get her attention. It was
the flower delivery man, with a dozen roses. (Now who could
have sent those?)
Happy Anniversary to Us!
Tuesday, September 09, 2003 @ 09:23 PM
A Visit to the Hospital for an EEG
Tuesday, in addition to being the day of our anniversary,
was also the day for Abby's scheduled EEG. We had instructions
to appear for a 9:30 appointment with a tired little girl.
The girls thought it was really neat to stay up Monday night and watch
football until 10 PM. When we finally put them to bed, Abby was asleep
before we were done praying. (I love it when they do that.) There
was no question about putting one down and keeping the other up. If
one does it, the other one must also.
In the morning, we had to get them up at 6 AM. We made it to the hospital in
plenty of time to get checked in.
We didn't get the mean technologist from the time before; we got one who was
at least sensitive to the fact that Abby might be nervous. This technologist
also preferred that Mommy not stay in the room - too distracting, she said.
In retrospect, it might have been a good idea for mommy to be there to
settle Abby down. The tech said she was fussing about getting all those
electrodes put on, and they had to swaddle her so that she didn't pull them
all off. When they laid her down to begin the test, she was rather annoyed,
and lifted her head and screamed every now and then. Another Dr. came in and
stroked her cheek, which helped some. She never did fall asleep - she was
too nervous. (When we left her, she looked as nervous as a cat in a room
full of rockers.) The tech did say she was able to get some good readings,
and that it wasn't absolutely necessary that she fall asleep. So now we wait
for the results.
While we were waiting, Emily had fun hanging out with Mommy and Daddy. We
wandered around the hospital, found a toy train display, got a snack in the
cafeteria, and visited a small courtyard. Emily was trying
to make friends with a pigeon. The pigeons are so used to people that
she was able to get within inches of the thing. I think she was talking
to it as well, but I don't know what she was saying.
But Emily did miss her sister - kept asking "Find Abby?"
I helped Emmy pick out an overpriced book from the gift shop for Abby. We
were walking back to the waiting area, and happened to go past the door into
the area where Abby was having her test. I glanced through the window, and
was just coming out of the room. I told Emily to go look in and
see who she saw - Zowie! It was like they'd been apart for a month!
Emily gave Abby the book, Abby gave Emily a hug, and I tried to get the
from the tech. It was a Happy Reunion.
Tuesday, September 09, 2003 @ 09:11 PM
A Walk Around the Diamond
Sunday after church, we left the girls with friends of ours.
They had graciously offered to watch them for the afternoon.
Lise and I went to lunch at the local restaurant, and each
had a good sirloin steak. Afterwards, we walked around the town
square, known as the Diamond. A Celtic music band was playing
at the town gazebo - they were in town for the Highlands Games
Festival that weekend. We didn't get up and dance around,
but we did enjoy the jigs and reels.
It was a pleasant way to celebrate our anniversary - 14 years together.
Tuesday, September 09, 2003 @ 12:32 PM
I Love a Parade
Saturday was the first parade for Emily and Abigail.
No, not the first parade they've ever seen, but the first
parade they've ever "marched" in. Their pre-school was
marching in the local Community Days parade. The entire route
was about 1/2 mile long. Any more, and they wouldn't have made it.
The parade occurred at the time when the girls are usually napping.
So, they weren't in top form - they rather would have been home in
bed. But the brave little troopers marched along, urged on by mommy
and daddy. They were given bags of candy to pass out. Emily's idea
of throwing candy to the crowd was to take one piece, break from the
parade route, go to the sidewalk, and lay it gently at the feet of
the recipient. Eventually, mommy and daddy were the ones throwing
the candy out.
The parade tired everybody out so much that we had Chinese take-out
Monday, September 08, 2003 @ 03:00 PM
Cookouts and Basketball
Last Thursday evening, we all attended an evening cookout. It
was supposed to be at the house of a friend, but with the rain
coming down all day, it was decided to change the venue.
Fortunately, this particular friend is the director of a summer
camp and conference center, so we had use of the large pavilion
for the event. There was a large fireplace at one end, with some
tables and chairs set up.
The traditional tube steaks were offered up on sticks to the fire,
and we added macaroni salad and chips to our dinner.
At the other end of the pavilion (it was about 100 x 40 feet by 18 feet tall
at the peak),
there were two basketball hoops, and basketballs were available.
The girls spent most of the evening "playing basketball" - that is,
carrying them around, throwing them, and then running after them
with the other children. The grounds were still somewhat damp,
and when the girls took a tumble, they both got thoroughly
dirty. But they also enjoyed themselves tremendously, and kept
repeating "I like playing basketball!"
Wednesday, September 03, 2003 @ 02:04 PM
I guess that's what you can expect when two people
have something exciting to say, and only one place
to say it.
Wednesday, September 03, 2003 @ 02:02 PM
Preschool and Eyes
Yesterday (Tuesday) was the girls first day at pre-school.
They are attending two days a week, for 2 hours per day.
The first day, they came home with "goodie bags," and so thought
that it was their birthday all over again. The first big "event"
for the pre-school is marching in the town community days parade
this Saturday. Mom and Dad have to march with them.
The other blessing of pre-school is that it gives Mom a
small break during the day.
Today was the girls' eye checkup. Their prescriptions have changed, but
not very much. The doctor said "no hurry" to get them filled,
but it's also time for new frames, probably, so we'll bite the
bullet and get it done all at once. Both girls' eyes are tracking
quite well, and continue to improve. (It was one year ago that
Abby had surgery to correct a very pronounced lazy eye.) We're
quite pleased with their progress.
Oh, and if you ever wanted to know the answer to life, the universe
Wednesday, September 03, 2003 @ 01:17 PM
First day of school
Yesterday was a milestone in the Moose family's home.
Abby and Emily started preschool! We don't know
whether it was harder on Mom or the girls....
Sunday, August 31, 2003 @ 09:23 PM
The other day I served bologna and cheese to Abby and
Emily for lunch. Later that day, I was combing Emily's
hair which was all sticky. I asked her what she had
for lunch which made her hair all sticky and she said...
"Zamboni"! Life is never dull here.