7/29/2008

Hey Wisco... this one's for you.

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Swimming is very serious business.
Not for the feint of heart.
Nor the fashionably timid.
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7/27/2008

Sunday at the swimmin' hole... (Turn your speakers down-- I forget how close my mouth is to the mic on this camera. Sorry.

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If I knew the phrase "Duh, mom", I totally would have used it there.



7/20/2008

Let's see.. we've baked it, fried it, steamed it, diced it, sliced it-- how about we grate it? It's zucchini season, apparently, and I am not the biggest fan and neither is mom (unless it's baked into a bread). So.... Daddy, want some? (This "You want some?" thing of hers is our fav these days).

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Lucy is a good friend... she understands the need to eat, chill and be a spazz at sporadic, unpredictable intervals. She gets me.

7/17/2008

It's just so fun to be silly...

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7/16/2008

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7/13/2008

After a full weekend of parades, music, dust, sun, fairies, puppets, acrobats, ice cream treats and wagon-ride naps, I am one happy, sleepy kiddo.



I performed with the Lemon Drop Fairy on the Youth Stage today. Seen here claiming my place at the mic while the other kids foolishly run for maracas and flutes. We'll see who gets discovered.


This is a mission I can get behind... Until next year, sweet fair!

7/12/2008

Happy Fair! Here's a shot of home-sweet-home for the last couple of days...
Ready to roll to the fair.... Oh my GODDESS!
Little fairy exploring...

7/08/2008





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7/06/2008

Look at her hold the fret board hand correctly. She learned on her ukulele.

I celebrated this national holiday by paying a highly personalized tribute to the word "Independence." There come times in one's life when you just know that it's time to do things a little differently and this past week or so has been my time to explore new emotional and physical boundaries. In other words, I'm trying to climb higher, swing faster, make bigger decisions, assert more opinions and just DO more all on my own. It's fun and exciting and a really really REALLY big bummer when I don't quite make it or get my way. Ex: We have been waiting all stinking season for these blueberry bushes to fruit. Now, here they are in all of their juicy blue glory and mom and dad won't let me get up at 7 am, put my boots on and run out to raid all the bushes. They are ridiculously picky about the subtle shade differences between dark purple and bright blue and say things like, "They are not all quite ready yet, Nona." I disagree. I communicate my dissent by shrieking NOOOOOOOOOOOOs and IIIIIIIII WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANT IT while trying hard to conjure real tears. (Mom suspects that the neighbors are particularly fond of my Sunday morning 7 am, er, explosions). On a final note of independent ranting: I do not like fireworks. (Which sounds more like "NOOOOOOOOOOOO! I DON'T WAAAAAAAAAAANT IT!")

I do, however, like going to the theatre to see a live performance of Green Eggs and Ham, helping mom repot plants and eating the berries that mom and dad have deemed "ready-to-be-picked." I also like tree climbing-- pictures forthcoming.