Something new...something cute

I never thought I'd be so impressed about someone sitting:

Oh, and she's started imitating her dad...that's the same sound he makes when he eats cheesy peas:

Kissy, kissy

Peas...

I don't like peas!

She winces and pleads.

 

Try something else on that spoon

My stomach still has room, 

Although I won't open my mouth

And I'll spit this green stuff out

Try something else please,

I don't like peas!

Out of town for the holidays + Sick family=

Need I say more?

Pants pants pants!

Tucker here. I was recently called to question my severe lack of denim attire, specifically my sparse assortment of jeans. I noted that I only had one good pair of jeans, which led to some saying "Oh, poor guy" and "Tsk, what a shame"...I think I even saw someone shed a tear. I didn't realize that it was so sad to only own one pair of jeans.

You see, I've recently been waging a silent war with the jeans companies of the world...so silent, in fact, that they aren't even aware that I exist. Rebecca took me to buy my first pair of "cool jeans" when we were dating. I went to this one magical place called "Express", a place that was way too cool for me before I started dating Rebecca (it's like a hip club with a bouncer out front...Rebecca was on the list, and they had to let me in since I was with her...I mean, I think that's how hip clubs work...that's what my friends down at the library tell me). The jeans I bought were "distressed", because the first rule to wearing new cool jeans is that no one can know that they are new. Well, these jeans must have been way cool, because these jeans wore out in a year (I didn't even know that jeans wore out!). Ever since then, I haven't been able to find a pair of jeans that didn't already have a hole in them. I did find one pair of jeans that I liked, but they were "low-rider", and something about them just didn't feel right.

But, now that I'm typing this, I realize that I've been wrong all along. Jeans actually appreciate in value the more they are worn and tattered. They're like a fine wine or cheese. The jeans that I almost threw out recently due to a hole forming in the knees actually skyrocketed in value by at least $50. Why did I listen to that Alex Trebek infomercial telling me to sink everything I had into gold???  It's denim futures that are the new hot commodity! Forget my 401k...it's my 501 jeans that are going to safely guide me into retirement!

So I guess, in the end, it really is sad that I only have one pair of jeans...and they're the lame new, hole-less jeans at that. Dang!

Oh Christmas Tree, Oh Christmas Tree

Thy leaves are so un-changing.

 Not only green when summer's here,

 But also when 'tis cold and drear.

 How often has the Christmas tree,

afforded me the greatest glee!

Sick days...

So, we're back from a wonderful Christmas with family, but we're all sick.  Yesterday we were all home (Tucker took 2 sick days when we got back), and it was such a fun sick day (if I can even say that).  We lounged around the house, ate homemade chicken noodle soup (much better the 2nd day), watched 5 minutes of a VERY bad kungfu movie, watched Dinner for Schmuks (cute/funny), enjoyed the snowy day through the window, had some hot tea together, and cuddled with our sick little baby (she's only cuddly when she's sick).  I think it was the perfect day (besides the sicknesses)!