Rex: After this, Valerie, you're going to have bragging rights.
Valerie: Wait. I'm going to get a sweater.
Amira: For your tooth, Valerie?
Valerie, at the age of 12, has had a loose tooth for days. It's her lower right canine. Although she could have pulled it herself or waited for the dentist appointment on Monday, she and Rex headed out the back door with a bow, arrow and dental floss.
Valerie: it wouldn't come out. The first time it broke the line. The second time it slipped off my tooth.
Rex was in hot pursuit to the house,
Rex; Valerie! Let's get fishing line!!!
Valerie: Daddy, this time we're going to do it again! And this time nothing can stop us!!
Well, when that didn't work, Valerie informed me she was done for the evening. When I expressed my incredulousness she said, "you just want to finish your blog!"
Snap!
I'm out. The tooth is still in.
Saturday, February 15, 2014
Sunday, February 9, 2014
February Friends, Dances, Birthdays & Pigeons
In latest bunny news, Napoleon and Spot are buds! They LOVE each other. Of course this is great news. And we now spend far too much time gawking at bunnies making sounds like, "Awwwe!!!"
Valerie attended another successful middle school dance. I was present as chaperone but tried to keep busy and not gawk. I only had to officially address one wardrobe malfunction ... Nobody we knew.
Here are Madelyn, Ruthie, Dillon and Valerie in the ever popular photo booth.
And Madelyn and Valerie.
The morning after the dance we drove through gobs of much needed rain to SF to crash Michael's hotel and wish him a happy birthday. He'd just flown in from another job in snowy and icy Chicago. The kids brought him a string of balloons left over from the dance to make his room more festive.
He got a few cards and gifts. Happy Birthday!!!
Here the country mice gawk out the big city windows.
Rex was so stoked to have his own bed and access to television. Michael had a good deal of fun controlling the television in the kids' room remotely from our room. There were many giggles and statements like, "what channel should I punch up next? The Chinese station?" It was a hoot. And then our phone rang. Rex figured out that his dad, Mr. Gadget, was having some fun at his expense. We let it go for a bit and then Michael had some fun with the television volume and called their room pretending to be security responding to a noise complaint. So much fun!
We decided to brave the rain and head over to Yerba Buena to check out bowling and/or ice skating. On the way there we cruised through Union Square and Nieman Marcus. We tried on fragrances, ate chocolate dipped orange slices and rode the escalators. Country mice!!
Sadly, the tiny bowling ally was completely jammed (as one might expect on a rainy day). The kids poo-pooed the idea of ice skating. But they ran out into the rain at the near by playground and tried to catch pigeons. This has been Rex's favorite city sport since he could walk. One time he actually caught a pigeon on this very park.
Today someone had left pigeon bait on the ground (popcorn) and I watched Rex stalk the birds like a cat. He suddenly swooped in for the grab and bagged a bird. I absolutely shrieked. I went to get the camera as the pigeon freaked out and flew away leaving behind all of its tail feathers in Rex's hands. I shrieked again. No picture of Rex or the tailless wonder. I only have a photo of the aftermath of the scene.
We continued our rainy walk to the top of the Marriott for drinks (and hand washing!) Happy Birthday, Michael!
The night ended with a fantastic sushi meal at Sanraku on Sutter. Mmmm! Michael had to get up the next morning and go back to work. The kids and I grabbed some breakfast at a. Nearby diner and then braved the rain back home. I was hoping the kids would want to stay and go to the Academy of Sciences and make a day of it. But we were all kind of tired from Saturday and had to get home to get ready for school tomorrow. Another day ... I love the trips back to the city. But I love coming back home to the farm!
Valerie attended another successful middle school dance. I was present as chaperone but tried to keep busy and not gawk. I only had to officially address one wardrobe malfunction ... Nobody we knew.
Here are Madelyn, Ruthie, Dillon and Valerie in the ever popular photo booth.
And Madelyn and Valerie.
The morning after the dance we drove through gobs of much needed rain to SF to crash Michael's hotel and wish him a happy birthday. He'd just flown in from another job in snowy and icy Chicago. The kids brought him a string of balloons left over from the dance to make his room more festive.
He got a few cards and gifts. Happy Birthday!!!
Here the country mice gawk out the big city windows.
Rex was so stoked to have his own bed and access to television. Michael had a good deal of fun controlling the television in the kids' room remotely from our room. There were many giggles and statements like, "what channel should I punch up next? The Chinese station?" It was a hoot. And then our phone rang. Rex figured out that his dad, Mr. Gadget, was having some fun at his expense. We let it go for a bit and then Michael had some fun with the television volume and called their room pretending to be security responding to a noise complaint. So much fun!
We decided to brave the rain and head over to Yerba Buena to check out bowling and/or ice skating. On the way there we cruised through Union Square and Nieman Marcus. We tried on fragrances, ate chocolate dipped orange slices and rode the escalators. Country mice!!
Sadly, the tiny bowling ally was completely jammed (as one might expect on a rainy day). The kids poo-pooed the idea of ice skating. But they ran out into the rain at the near by playground and tried to catch pigeons. This has been Rex's favorite city sport since he could walk. One time he actually caught a pigeon on this very park.
Today someone had left pigeon bait on the ground (popcorn) and I watched Rex stalk the birds like a cat. He suddenly swooped in for the grab and bagged a bird. I absolutely shrieked. I went to get the camera as the pigeon freaked out and flew away leaving behind all of its tail feathers in Rex's hands. I shrieked again. No picture of Rex or the tailless wonder. I only have a photo of the aftermath of the scene.
We continued our rainy walk to the top of the Marriott for drinks (and hand washing!) Happy Birthday, Michael!
The night ended with a fantastic sushi meal at Sanraku on Sutter. Mmmm! Michael had to get up the next morning and go back to work. The kids and I grabbed some breakfast at a. Nearby diner and then braved the rain back home. I was hoping the kids would want to stay and go to the Academy of Sciences and make a day of it. But we were all kind of tired from Saturday and had to get home to get ready for school tomorrow. Another day ... I love the trips back to the city. But I love coming back home to the farm!
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