I'm still in a food-induced coma from Thanksgiving, and I can't think of anything to write, so here are a few random photos of the wee ones taken this month.
Friday, November 27, 2009
Monday, November 09, 2009
The Great Cake Caper
Lyn made her famous chocolate cake for my birthday. It is very dense and packed with chocolate. Did I mention the chocolate? Yeah, it's chock full of chocolate!
Needless to say, it is very tasty (and chocolatey). It is even MORE tasty, however, when consumption of aforementioned cake is unauthorized. Need proof? Just check out the smile on Greta's face:
Wee claw marks:
Her accomplice in the Great Cake Caper was her big brother. Of course, he escaped before photographic evidence could be acquired, but we have a reliable eye-witness (Lyn). How, you may ask, could such a fine young boy be led astray into this life of crime? He was taught at a young age, by the queen of refrigerator pilfering, Miss Gilly.
I guess my only choice is to eat the entire cake, and help my children avoid temptation. Ahh, the sacrifices we fathers must make.
Needless to say, it is very tasty (and chocolatey). It is even MORE tasty, however, when consumption of aforementioned cake is unauthorized. Need proof? Just check out the smile on Greta's face:
Wee claw marks:
Her accomplice in the Great Cake Caper was her big brother. Of course, he escaped before photographic evidence could be acquired, but we have a reliable eye-witness (Lyn). How, you may ask, could such a fine young boy be led astray into this life of crime? He was taught at a young age, by the queen of refrigerator pilfering, Miss Gilly.
I guess my only choice is to eat the entire cake, and help my children avoid temptation. Ahh, the sacrifices we fathers must make.
Friday, November 06, 2009
Soggy Trick-or-Treaters
Lyn reports that in spite of the rain, Gilly and Simon had a great time trick-or-treating around the neighborhood. Gilly was a sheep, another hand-crafted costume by my talented wife, and Simon was a farmer in a tractor, again . . . a Lynnie creation . . . isn't she amazing!? If it were left to me, the kids would be dressing up as ghosts, and we would have sheets with holes in them :)
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