Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Totally Dawsome!!
This wouldn't be my blog
Without a little rhyme
Forgive me in advance
And indulge me with your time
This week was packed with silliness
Everyday brought something new
Without a little rhyme
Forgive me in advance
And indulge me with your time
This week was packed with silliness
Everyday brought something new
Bunny ears and Bad shorts, to name a few
Plenty of shorts available for bedHe preferred these pants,
He converted to shorts instead
I thought they were hilarious,
Incredibly funny.
Would you purchase these with some of your money?
Lincoln and Griffin are always at play
Take a picture, take a picture
They constantly say
Excitement and adventure
Are easy to find
When you are young
And of such a keen mind
They wondered what it was like to have a belly big and roundSo they stuffed their shirts with the animals they found
Griffin's belly was a bit more realisticLincoln's looked entirely crazy
They were the proud parents of Mousey
And a bunny named Maizy Daizy
Creativity flourishedAll opportunities for fun were explored
They were certainly hip
And rarely ever bored
It was hard to contain this much coolness
There was more than our share of awesome
One thing was abundantly clear
This week has been totally Dawsome
Monday, May 17, 2010
Garbage Mans Don't Have Moms


Today's fight began when Lincoln said, "I want to be a Garbage Man." Griffin urgently replied, "Garbage mans do not have moms! Lincoln you do NOT want to be a garbage man!"Griffin was greatly perplexed that Lincoln should want to be a garbage man, this was a surprising revelation.
I asked Griffin, "How do you know Garbage men don't have moms?"
"We never see their moms in the garbage trucks," was his reply.
To which I replied, "Isn't that because they are at home?"
"Oh no, definitely not, they do not have moms," was his answer.
I tried explaining that my mom doesn't follow me to the hospital when I am at work, yet I have a mom. I suggested this is likely true for garbage men too. He quickly dismissed this logic.
This was of no reassurance to him. He continued to insist that a life in the waste management
business was motherless, and therefore, was the bleakest of futures! He could not stop until Lincoln was convinced.
This whole fight fell on slightly distracted ears. The more distressing the tones, the more
attention mom paid to the situation. Lincoln was not derailed by Griffin's protests.
As things began to reach a feverish pitch, I discovered this great argument erupted over some small circle stickers depicting children performing various tasks. Lincoln was looking at a small boy carrying a large garbage bag and was inspired.
Soon Lincoln threatened to place the "garbage man" sticker on Griffin's bed, a fate worse
than death. As we were running late, the argument screeched to a halt, to be resolved later.
At Circle K there was a man driving a large silver gasoline refueling truck. He began connecting large hoses to holes in the ground to reload the pumps with gas. I pointed this out to Griffin who was very interested. Then I asked if he thought that man, who drives a huge truck, has a mom. He wrinkled his nose and said, "I don't know. I don't fink so." To which I replied, "Do you think we should ask him?" Quickly Griffin walked over and sought an answer to this question. The man got a big grin and replied, "Yep. I sure do. I have a mom just like you do!" Griffin was quite pleased by his answer.
As we pulled away from the station Griffin said, "That guy has the awesomest job ever. I want to be that guy."
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Spring Brings:
Brian has guns in every pocket.
And he packed his angry eyes.
Be afraid...Be very afraid.
I brought home flowers from a meeting
The flowers died before I could plant them.
Griffin was really sad about this.
I sent him out back to pick flowers.
He was quite pleased with nature's bounty.
I didn't have the heart to tell him, now these flowers would die too.
until I threw it away.
Were it up to them they would eat
candy all day!
Do not be fooled...
Each basket was colored by a boy.
Scribbles and embellishments, sprinkled with joy.
Brian's was decorated with precision and care.
His pattern was unique and incredibly rare.
Lincoln used Red and Purple, with a dash of yellow.
His coloring is advanced for such a young fellow.
Griffin's is the last, black and red, with a hint of blue.
He says it looks like a rainbow. Does it to you?
Scribbles and embellishments, sprinkled with joy.
Brian's was decorated with precision and care.
His pattern was unique and incredibly rare.
Lincoln used Red and Purple, with a dash of yellow.
His coloring is advanced for such a young fellow.
Griffin's is the last, black and red, with a hint of blue.
He says it looks like a rainbow. Does it to you?
Monday, April 5, 2010
My Super Hero
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
3 Boys & A Baby
Recently a friend of Brian's had a family emergency
and needed a babysitter.
My 3 Daws were first on the scene
to render assistance.
and needed a babysitter.
My 3 Daws were first on the scene
to render assistance.
Monday, March 29, 2010
News From The Edge
This just in
Pictures from March.
Pictures from March.
Marshmallows were devoured.
As gas prices escalate more families discover
The best of camping
Can be achieved in Grandpa's backyard.
2 eyed Petey, the fish from preschool joined the ranks.
The kids built him a home.
Sang him a song.
Fed him Lemon heads.
Alas, his life was too short.
There was an estate sale on Saturday.
Proceeds will go to the nonprofit
Save a Fish Foundation.
In Griffin's sad words, "Now we only have 5 members of our family again."
A service was held, and he was buried in the backyard.
Little Brian refused to give Petey a watery grave as
"That is where all the pee and poop goes."
Please do NOT send a new pet in lieu of flowers.
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