Monthly Archives: January 2009

A tag!

I’ve been tagged by my pregnancy twin*/best commenter, Anne. (Not to be exclusive or anything, but she definitely would win the ‘Most prolific commentator on that Moving blog’ bloggy badge.) (If I gave out those kind of awards.) (Or knew how to make bloggy badges.) (Which I don’t.) (But maybe I should.) (But I’d have to know how to do more than post a picture on a free blog.) (Which I don’t.) (But maybe I should.) (I think I’m just annoying all the English majors now.) (Pllffft!) (Oh, sorry. That was too much spit.) (I hate it when that happens.)

So, anyway.

Here are the rules:

1. go to your documents/pictures.
2. go to your 6th file.
3. go to your 6th picture.
4. blog about it.
5. tag 6 people …

And, now what do I have. Oh, right, this one.

6th picture from my 6th file

Look how young he is. And blonde. A summer spent in the sun.

What’s funny about this picture is that it’s not even my picture. It’s from my Mom’s camera. I was trying to help her out while we were on vacation. (It didn’t really help, but that’s another story.) This was taken in the house we rented while we were looking for this house after we’d first moved in Ohio, from France, by way of Texas. I didn’t mind that house, except that there were far too many spiders in the basement and the back room leaked when it rained. I loved the little town we lived in then though.

So, now I’ll tag The Other Kansan, Abby, Alaina, Jessica, Sarah, and Joy  (on the off chance she’s reading and decides to update her blog, pretty please!) if you want to do it. And all you people with private blogs are very thankful they’re private, huh? 


*Not to be confused with a pregnant twin, of which I do not have.



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Things I like…

snow frosting

When the snow looks like thick, fluffy icing with sparkles on top.

Great. Now I’m hungry.


daytime shot

Here it is in the daytime.


Snow on the porch

And another one just for fun.

It hasn’t stopped snowing today.


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This is what you call camouflage.

deer in the snow

Either he’s trying to sneak up on us or his friends buried him up to his neck in the snow and then left him as a prank. 

“Hey, guys? Guys? Where’d ya go? I’m getting kind of c-c-cold here!”


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How to dress like a frenchman

(Otherwise titled, To Grandpa, Thanks for the shirt. Love, J)

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You will never guess what they got this year.

new sleeping bags

They were so excited to try them out. (They each got their favorite color, if you need a hint.)

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Win, lose, or color


The boys have been most enthusiastic about learning to play chess. They could, however, stand to have a better attitude about losing.

One game was so bad that Mr. French suggested they “draw”. “That way, no one wins and no one loses. It’s just over. Alright?” They agreed.

Their skills have greatly improved over the weeks and months they’ve been practicing and they’ve even stopped crying when their pieces are captured. (Which was every time someone made a move. Not that I noticed.) Yesterday, however, S was not in a good mood, which may or may not have been because he was losing. I was trying to hurry them up for dinner, so C decided to be nice and suggested that they color.

S agreed. “Daddy, we decided to color.”

“Huh? What does that mean?” he asked. “I don’t understand.”

You know. Nobody wins and nobody loses. We color.”

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Toys are over-rated.

Felicity playing with trash

It kept her quiet, okay?


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