I am HIGH, Daddy!

Four words you don't expect or want to hear from your 3-1/2 year old. But, sometimes you just have to let your kids get high in order for them to experience things for themselves & learn life's lessons.



I know, I know. You are saying, "How can you let your baby get high?!" "How can you not stop him?!" "How can you let him do it in front of your other children?!"

Well, come ON! You should know, when it comes to that one day, then of course I will intervene, but this is just something he can't learn from listening to my mistakes...



And, it was only a minor thud upon crashing from his high. Not that he wasn't trying to get high the very next day. Kid'll never learn. :P

Man! That kid gets around!

First his sister. Now his puppy. At least we know Daisy is getting love in between being stepped on, driven over with toys, or basically mauled by the clan.





I wonder if it has something to do with having the name Dane...?

"Careful for the dangerous jellybeans!" A Miles gem

So, Miles has this book, "Polar Bears Don't Swim in the Jungle." It helps kids discern what things aren't in the right situation; like, "One of these things is not like the other" from Sesame Street, except the thing is is the wrong setting. Giraffe's on the ice, Polar Bears in the jungle, etc.



Anyway, so Miles, as I sure most people we know have, has watched & learned many underwater things from Finding Nemo. One such tidbit is the fact that jellyfish can be dangerous & sting you. In the book is a jellyfish in some situation & Miles, displaying his great knowledge, tells Angela that you have to be careful because jellyBEANS are dangerous. Of course we were rolling over that one. But Miles has remembered it correctly ever since. :)

And no, it wasn't because we had such agood laugh that he remembered it...he's just smart like that!

:P

God help us...

Well, for the past several months we've been trying to decide what vehicle we were going to have to give up & what we were going to have to buy to replace it. After much denial, we realized that we were not going to get to be the cute little Euro-style family we think we are in our little faux Euro-trash heads. Instead, we are the little Euro-style family driving a super-sized, all-American, road-hogging, gas-guzzling, family truckster, also know as a Chevrolet Tahoe LTZ. It is exactly like the picture...same color, same wheels, same small car crushed underneath the front tires.



Poor Alex volunteered to ride with me & Miles around the Bay to get the best deal, & I mean, around the whole Bay. The last place we thought we would try, while I was driving him back to SF, & it is sitting on the showroom floor, just the way I want it, & they gave me the price I asked for. Jeeeez louise!

V8. Seats 7. 5 outlets. DVD entertainment system. Leather all over. Heated seats, but also in the 2nd row! On & on. I won't even mention the price...

Watch out for that tank behind you, it could be us!

Welcome to our nightmare. :P

Another gem from the Miles vault.

The other day while Gramma Dyann (GD) was in town for the holidays, Miles had to go pee & GD offered up some assistance, or at least company. Well, somewhere mid-stream, Miles proclaims, "I smell copcorn!" (his version of popcorn).

One day we'll have to teach him about how some foods also add a fragrance to one's pee. Wait till he tries asparagus!