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Following and sharing.
We’ve updated our blog posts with ways to share. At the end of each post there are a series of small icons. Click on the ‘gmail’ icon to e-mail. There are also icon’s for Facebook, Blogger, Twitter or Google Buzz. Also, at the bottom of our blog you can sign up as a follower, meaning you’ll be sent an e-mail when we post. Thank you for your attention!
A happy frog wears a tutu.
I’d also like to apologize to my mother and mother-in-law for leaving the photo of the limp mushroom on the top of the blog for TWO days. They check the blog religiously and I’m sure let out an audible sighs of disappointment when seeing (for the 10th time) a photo of a phallic huge limp mushroom and no Arthur or Lewis…
Reconstruction project.
Over the past couple days I’ve been working on the reconstruction a swingset we bought off craigslist. Art of course ‘helped’ quite a bit. He always had to sit up high and see exactly what I was working on. I replaced a number of rotten boards and stuff, and now it’s being played on lots. I’m sure we’ll be posting photos at some point.
Limp mushroom.
We were chatting with our neighbor Neil who lives a couple houses down across the ally. “Want to see a mushroom?” he said. Art loves a good mushroom so we checked it out and here she is (rather, here he is) in all his limp glory. Neil is a hilarious and sort of understated fellow. He mentioned how he wish he had gotten his camera out with an intervelometer and made a time lapse video. That would’ve been very funny. I asked Art what he though it looked like and he said a rocket and I agreed.
Computer work.
Scootering.
Babies for everyone.
Jessica just reported a fun little coversation with Lewis. She asked him where his food went and he said, “uhbelly, Mama.”
“What’s in MY belly, Lewis?”
“Uhbaby, Mama,” Lew said smiling.
“That’s right. And when the baby comes out, you can hold one!” At that point he scrunched up his shoulders with delight.
Then, thinking, “Art hold a baby, Mama?”
“Yes, you BOTH can hold a baby. There’s one for you, and one for Art!” Jessica laughed when telling me this, saying how tickled she was at realizing there was enough baby to go around.
Art and Lewis’ great great grandfather.
Jessica’s uncle Dick Parker wrote this rich little blurb for the paper about his grandfather Everard ‘Ev’ Green and his talents as a baseball and trombone player among other things. So much history and living Dick knows about and it’s wonderful to learn. I have a feeling this sort of detail about our family’s past may be even more important to Arthur and Lewis (and our coming girls) once they get older. Thanks for sharing, Dick!





