Friday, August 31, 2007

I'm Still Afraid Of Sand

Mom spent all day yesterday cleaning and running our errands so today could be my day. We were going to spend the day at the park, swinging and sliding and whatever else it is people do at parks. Well, I guess I don't really like the park. The slide was the best thing, but only because I tolerated it. I hated the swing, and then demanded to be taken off. And lastly my fear of sand kicked in again, and so we just decided to go home. We were at the park all of 5 minutes.

Thrown to the wolves,
HAJ

Thursday, August 30, 2007

Idle Hands

I can sniff out an open toilet like Britney Spears can sniff out a Cheeto. And if you have a whole roll of toilet paper, well get ready to clean it up. Word to all future visitors to my house, just start getting into the habit of putting the toilets seats down. Cuz you're going to have to around here. Plus, your wives will love you for it.

No problem, it's a cinch,
HAJ

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

German Roots Prevail Again

Mmmm, doesn't that sauerkraut look yummy? Mom broke out all of her culinary skills last night and made hot dogs and tater tots for dinner. Dad likes a little kraut on his dogs. So I thought I might give it a shot. Turns out, it wasn't too bad, and I went back for more myself this time. I ate that right up. Side note: I like it a little at a time. If I get too big of a bite it gives me the shimmy shimmy shake shakes, with all of my might.

Second to none,
HAJ

Tuesday, August 28, 2007

Random Achievements

I'm looking at a usual boring Tuesday today. Not much going on; not much to report. It would be nice to get a full nights sleep and not be woken up by a storm at 3am tonight. Jeez.

I've started crying now when Daddy drops me off at daycare and then he leaves. I never used to do that but now I do. I also grab my nose when someone says "stinky", and if you ask me where my nose is, I'll stick my finger right up one nostril. Photos forthcoming.

Hopefully those bits of information will get you through this Tuesday.

The coast is clear,
HAJ

PS - Happy Anniversary to Bridget & Will! Here's to many more!

Monday, August 27, 2007

Time Goes Too Quickly

This weekend was a whirlwind of craziness. Auntie Gina & Uncle Addison drove up from Houston. Drove, I know, I don't envy them. Then on Saturday we had our 10th ANNUAL, yes 10th, bocce ball tourney. That was crazy! I want to send a special thanks out to Frannie and Morgan for taking care of me that day while my parents we inaccessible. Martina and Val ended up with the championship. No one's sure how Martina ended up there, word on the street is she had her fair share of the beers that were served. She's a funny one.

The sad part is Gina & Add got up and left right away yesterday. Time goes too fast. They needed to stay longer or just move back. That would be the easiest for everyone, I'm sure. So, back to the usual grind today. Seems like the whole weekend was just a blink. I hate when that happens.

That takes the cake,
HAJ

Friday, August 24, 2007

Another Big Weekend

Happy Friday! Today we're getting ready for Auntie Gina & Uncle Addison to arrive from Houston! I haven't seen them in a few months, so I'm very excited. In the mean time, Mom's having one of her famous, "Ladies Friday Luncheon." As usual, I expect I'll be taking a longer than usual nap.

Happy birthday to my Grandpa Jack today! Don't go too crazy, but make sure you make Gammy buy you dinner!

More thrust then a nitro powered weed wacker,
HAJ

Thursday, August 23, 2007

Fort Henry

My first fort! Daddy and I spent all day making it. I discovered making forts on vacation. I tipped over a lawn chair and sat under it. I put all my stuff in it including my acorns, sippy cup, and sand shovel. I plan on making a lot more forts in the future.

Mom and I have already gone grocery shopping, had her car in the shop to check out the hail damage, and went shopping for the very coveted prizes for the bocce ball tourney this weekend. This afternoon we're cleaning everything and getting ready for another wild weekend. Per usual.
A rolling stone gathers no moss,
HAJ