Dad is on vacation this week!! So we decided to go to the big Aquarium.. it was SOOOO cool! It was Dad, Beau and I. Mom was bummed that she had to work, but she says that people like to look pretty this time of year... so she has to go to work.
Where to start on the aquarium? We saw sharks! (my favorite) got to pet the stingrays, which was awesome! They also had 3 bengal tigers. Beau loved the tigers the most.
We also got our picture taken with Santa! That guy is everywhere it seems. Which reminds me, what is up with Santa anyways? Mom and Dad say I am asking way too many questions about Mr. Claus but I can't help it... Something fishy is going on with Santa (pun intended) How can he be on TV this morning when we left, and then at the mall AND the aquarium? I have also been inquiring with Dad about how exactly Santa is able to get around the world in one night with just some reindeer and a freaking sled?! I have seen tons of elk near my house and reindeer look a lot like elk. The elk I have seen are not all that fast and I hate to say it: they are not all too smart either. I wouldn't trust an elk or a reindeer to get me to the grocery store and back, let alone around the world in one night.
I also have been asking how he knows when I sleeping, knows when I'm awake, knows if I've been bad or good... blah blah blah... This guy is a bit of a creep! where are all the camera's if he's watching all the time? if I know anything, it's this: Bearded old men who watch EVERYTHING that little kids do from the privacy of some remote compound (such as the North Pole) usually end up in prison.
Before I go, here is a pic of Beau with the tigers!
Visions of sugar plums dancing in my head!
Brady
***EDITORS NOTE*** Brady still loves Santa and is a believer for now. He is however, asking tons of questions that I do not either know how to answer nor do I want to answer... the other day he wanted to know how Santa can see him in the dark to know if he is sleeping? then he said 'I'll just pull my covers over my head and watch my DVD player.. he'll have no idea I'm not asleep'. Hopefully we can keep this farce up for at least a few more years.. the good news is that the entire world is in on this little practical joke we play on our children.
Pat
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Dad yelling at a stranger and other assorted Holiday Joys
Ahh... the wonders of the season... anticipating Santa's arrival, hanging the stockings, Christmas music, cookies!, wrapping gifts, giving a $10 spot to a homeless guy, and ofcourse sitting in my car-seat in total disbelief while my Dad screams out the window at some dude at stop light.... such a magical time of the year!
I think all kids remember fondly the first time their Dad lobs a few choice words at another motorist... my Mom on the other hand, well.. that one never really shocks me, she is a bit of a wildcard. Mom yells at strangers on at least a weekly basis... This was different, I have NEVER seen Dad yell at anyone (except me and Beau)
According to Dad one of these 'wacko' volunteer firemen came flying up behind us, got right on our bumper and then threw his hands up in disgust when we did not get over immediately... problem was we were about to turn left and couldn't get over. Keep in mind that the 'wacko' had one of those stupid Starsky and Hutch red emergency lights on top of his car that was NOT ON.
So Dad does what any hot headed male of irish decent would do... he rolls down his window and waves the guy past us mockingly... then something unexpected and downright awkward happened: we end up stopped at the light RIGHT next to said 'wacko'. Dad rolls down his window and says the following: 'Where's the fire?!' I cannot confirm nor deny whether or not Dad may have added in a quick 'douche bag' at the end of that last sentence, but that's unimportant at this stage of our story... so what did the guy do? well... in a word, nothing. He rolled his window up without saying a word and then continued to haul ass when the light turned green. Here's the thing: this guy was wearing a RIDICULOUS holiday sweater, you know the kind.. this particular one had a dog wearing a santa hat on it or something.. which got me thinking. If I were to have been the one doing the talking at the stop light, I would have said the following: 'looks like you have already donned your gay apparel... fa la la... la la la... la la la' that would have been awesome! but, alas ... Dad wasn't quick enough to think of that one!
What did I learn from Dad's outburst? well, I learned that sometimes, random douche bags are much more responsible and mature than our own parents.
Deck the halls,
Brady
I think all kids remember fondly the first time their Dad lobs a few choice words at another motorist... my Mom on the other hand, well.. that one never really shocks me, she is a bit of a wildcard. Mom yells at strangers on at least a weekly basis... This was different, I have NEVER seen Dad yell at anyone (except me and Beau)
According to Dad one of these 'wacko' volunteer firemen came flying up behind us, got right on our bumper and then threw his hands up in disgust when we did not get over immediately... problem was we were about to turn left and couldn't get over. Keep in mind that the 'wacko' had one of those stupid Starsky and Hutch red emergency lights on top of his car that was NOT ON.
So Dad does what any hot headed male of irish decent would do... he rolls down his window and waves the guy past us mockingly... then something unexpected and downright awkward happened: we end up stopped at the light RIGHT next to said 'wacko'. Dad rolls down his window and says the following: 'Where's the fire?!' I cannot confirm nor deny whether or not Dad may have added in a quick 'douche bag' at the end of that last sentence, but that's unimportant at this stage of our story... so what did the guy do? well... in a word, nothing. He rolled his window up without saying a word and then continued to haul ass when the light turned green. Here's the thing: this guy was wearing a RIDICULOUS holiday sweater, you know the kind.. this particular one had a dog wearing a santa hat on it or something.. which got me thinking. If I were to have been the one doing the talking at the stop light, I would have said the following: 'looks like you have already donned your gay apparel... fa la la... la la la... la la la' that would have been awesome! but, alas ... Dad wasn't quick enough to think of that one!
What did I learn from Dad's outburst? well, I learned that sometimes, random douche bags are much more responsible and mature than our own parents.
Deck the halls,
Brady
I'm Baaaack!
EDITORS NOTE:
I have to admit to a brief, albeit torrid love affair with a rival site: FACEBOOK. After a few weeks of being stalked by losers and realizing that I don't even remember half the people I went to High School with... I am officially in a fight with Facebook. IT'S ON! That's right, the evil genius that is Facebook kept us away from the what is REALLY important.. this effing blog!!!
Ok.. Later,
Pat
After a three month hiatus, I have decided to return to blogging. After creative differences with my editor/Dad were solved, we are back together and ready to take on any and all blogs!! So, get your keyboards ready biatches, here we come!!
Here is a quick pic of Beau messing with me: See ya Soon. REAL SOON!
Brady
I have to admit to a brief, albeit torrid love affair with a rival site: FACEBOOK. After a few weeks of being stalked by losers and realizing that I don't even remember half the people I went to High School with... I am officially in a fight with Facebook. IT'S ON! That's right, the evil genius that is Facebook kept us away from the what is REALLY important.. this effing blog!!!
Ok.. Later,
Pat
After a three month hiatus, I have decided to return to blogging. After creative differences with my editor/Dad were solved, we are back together and ready to take on any and all blogs!! So, get your keyboards ready biatches, here we come!!
Here is a quick pic of Beau messing with me: See ya Soon. REAL SOON!
Brady
Monday, September 29, 2008
Monday,Monday
Well... I am back at pre-school today. Dad is off Mondays so he takes me and picks me up... I like Monday, we usually go to the park after school if it's nice... and, it has been really nice this fall so there has been tons of outdoor time.
I am so excited! Mom's Aunt Roxanne sent me $10 in a birthday card! I am trying to talk Dad in to taking me to Target after school today... I want to spend my ten spot! We'll see... sometimes he wants to do other stuff like laundry, or cleaning. I think he does this stuff just so Mama won't be mad when she gets home (Mom does A LOT more cleaning and cooking and laundering)
Anyways... here is a cute pic of Beau from my party last week. Uncle Jeff brought him a new hat from his trip to Canada! I think Beau looks cool in the hat.
Brady
I am so excited! Mom's Aunt Roxanne sent me $10 in a birthday card! I am trying to talk Dad in to taking me to Target after school today... I want to spend my ten spot! We'll see... sometimes he wants to do other stuff like laundry, or cleaning. I think he does this stuff just so Mama won't be mad when she gets home (Mom does A LOT more cleaning and cooking and laundering)
Anyways... here is a cute pic of Beau from my party last week. Uncle Jeff brought him a new hat from his trip to Canada! I think Beau looks cool in the hat.
Brady
Monday, September 22, 2008
My Birthday Party was AWESOME!
We had my birthday party yesterday... it was so much fun. Mom did a great job getting everything together and we had tons of kids! I really had fun with the transformers pinata! We all took turns taking whacks at the pinata and then Mom and Dad realized this was one of the pinata's with the strings and it wasn't about to break... that was funny.
We are still looking for the picture of the cake and will post it when Dad can figure out which camera that was on.
From left to Right: Beau, Cousin Jack, Serena, Kelsey, Jordan, ME, Ethan and Back row: Sam, Haley, Cousin Sidney.
Brady
Thursday, September 18, 2008
Countdown to the party!
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
Happy Birthday! (to me!)
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
HAPPY BIRTHDAY POPPY!!!
Today is Poppy's B-Day... He is 63. Don't feel bad though Pop, you are only 17 celsius!
Beau and I just love our Pop and get so excited when we see him. If we make a right turn (toward Amma and Poppy's) out of our driveway instead of the usual left, Beau always yells 'POPPY!' (it comes out as PAPA but we know what he means)
Have a great day Poppy!
Brady
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
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