Toy Story III: "The Revenge"

Grandma gave Noah two life sized dolls. Noah loves them:


But his Mama is the type of gal that has dreams about these sort of toys going bad. Evil bad. That is one of the many reasons I abhor puppets. Those jerky, quasi-life like movements are uber creepy. So far, so good with our giganto Buzz and Woody dolls, but a small part of me is still afraid that I'll wake up with this face hovering by the side of my bed:

with a knife.

Noah Rediscovers Snow

The day after Thanksgiving we had enough snow to shovel. Or sweep. There was a couple inches, but it was light and powdery. Noah had a blast, even though he had to wear a pair of Mama's gloves.

Child labor

Noah goes sledding for the first time.

On our little hill in the backyard.

With big brother Jesse.

Second Pic of First Snow

By the end of winter, I'm sure I'll be sick of it, but for now: LOOKIE, IT'S SNOW!!!

Happy Turkey Day!

Note to Self

Don't leave matches from Sex World next to the candle in massage space.

Clients could get the wrong idea. . .

Steppin' Out with my Baby

You know you're a parent when your TicketMaster alerts read more like the lineup of PBS morning shows than the Current's playlist. I haven't seen a play in years, unless you count Scrimshaw shows, but on January 25th the family is going to "SuperGrover! Ready for Action!" That's kind of like a play, right?

We have floor seats, kind of to the side, but are hoping everything is set up so Noah can get a good view of all the action. And hopefully we'll get out of there without breaking the bank on Sesame Street paraphernalia. I'll have to keep you posted.

Oh, and as for musical performances, the last for us was Har Mar Superstar at the Pizza Luce Block party. I really wanted to go with Jesse and Stan to see Brendan Benson at the 400 Bar, but alas, one of us had to stay home with little man. Sigh. . .

The Best Cookies Ever!

Tuesday we went over to Fornell's new digs for some fine Craiger cusine and to see the new place. The house is laid out somewhat like ours except they have a bigger attic, an additional half bath and a bigger yard. They do have to share a driveway, but then again, we have to share an alley, so it all evens out.

I told Craig not to worry about making something a three year old would like. Noah ate some rice and then mounds and mounds of Swedish Pepparkakor or "wish cookies". You are supposed to hold them in the palm of your hand and tap them with your index finger. If they break into three pieces (see below) you get a wish. Noah didn't engage in the wishing part, but did dip them in Stan's coffee. I know, I know, we're great parents! What parent doesn't give their three year old coffee at 10 PM at night? Huh? We were kind of beat near the end of the night, but really enjoy having the Fornell's back in town. Word to C & T: if you move back to Portland, you can take us with you.

Last Day of Autumn

Stan took Friday off to spend with the fam. We packed a picnic and went to the nearest park/lake. Here is the only picture I took before the batteries went out:

Noah at Three Rivers District Park

We then went to Castle Heights Park, Noah's favorite park ever. It was a little brisk out, but we all had a good time. The next day, it snowed. Our timing really could not have been better!

Holy BeJesus on a Doily!!

Maybe I'll get into heaven if I learn to crochet this!

The Apprentice by Lewis Libby

Nice to know that good, Christian conservatives like Libby are running the country.

My favorite reviews from Amazon.com:

"Like a good conservative, Libby glorifies forced bestiality"

"At age ten the madam put the child in a cage with a bear trained to couple with young girls so the girls would be frigid and not fall in love with their patrons. They fed her through the bars and aroused the bear with a stick when it seemed to lose interest."

This really gets to the heart of the conservative family values that good Republicans like Scooter Libby represent. I wonder if child rape was a part of Scooter's own family upbringing? He seems to be well versed in the practice.

"Libby is a Sick Criminal"

You already know that this guy is a criminal who has tried to get American foreign service officers killed, but did you know how sick this guy is? Read this from the Washington Post:

In literary style, Libby's guilt is an open-&-smut case

...A few days later, Vice President Cheney's chief of staff sent me an inscribed copy of "The Apprentice," his 1996 novel of early 20th-century Japan. I never got past the second page.

Luckily, in the latest New Yorker, Lauren Collins summarizes the novel's sex scenes.

"The main female character, Yukiko, draws hair on the 'mound' of a little girl," Collins reports. "The brothers of a dead samurai have sex with his daughter."

Meanwhile, "certain passages can better be described as reminiscent of Penthouse Forum," Collins writes. "Other sex scenes are less conventional."

Collins quotes from the indicted aide's novel: "At age 10 the madam put the child in a cage with a bear trained to couple with young girls so the girls would be frigid and not fall in love with their patrons. They fed her through the bars and aroused the bear with a stick when it seemed to lose interest."

British Literary Review editor Nancy Sladek, who oversees a Bad Sex fiction writing contest, tells Collins: "That's a bit depraved, isn't it, this kind of thing about bears and young girls?" Never mind the passage concerning sex with a deer.

Children and animals as sex objects? Unless you want your money to go to a perverted traitor to our country, DO NOT BUY THIS BOOK.

But I was only Supposed to be a Puppet!

Have you heard about Michael Brown's e-mails yet? If not, check this out.

"I'm trapped."

"Can I quit yet?"

Umm . . . aren't you supposed to be working on getting help to people? Not trying to find a way out of your job? Or figuring out which tie to wear?

Asshole.

At least he was receiving helpful advice like, "Make sure to have your sleeves rolled up to your elbows at all times to appear that you are working hard on the issue. Like the president."

Go for the Gold!

Chuck and Alissa got their wedding pictures back. These are my 3 favorites of the 967 taken.

Noah's lookin' fine (middle of couple)

UNBELIEVABLE FOLKS! He's going for the nose!

And he made the mouth! It's good! It's good!

One my proudest moments of parenting yet. I still can't stop laughing.