Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Train Station

A posed in front of the Philadelphia Train Station.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Snow Day

Every block was a new invitation to make a snow man.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Oh, Barracuda!

Scene: The Living Room. We enter a discussion of the proper use of harpoons already in progress...

M: "...You can study live fish... Once I went scuba diving and I went down and looked at the fish and they looked back at me. And I saw a barracuda."

J: "I thought barracuda were mean."

M: "Oh, I was looking at the barracuda and it was looking at me (makes mean calculating face) and it was thinking, 'If you were a little smaller....'

J: (Plays air-guitar and sings a riff) "Ooooh, Won't you, barracuda!" (Continues a one-man air-band show)

A: "Ugh. (rolls eyes) You're being silly."

J: "No; it's a song by Heart. I'm having fun." (exits to bedroom)

A: (From living room) "There's no such thing as a heart song about barracudas."

M: (Bringing A into bedroom) "A, you're being rude to J, because there really is a song." (Fires up computer) "And this sort of thing is what the internet is good for." (Goes to YouTube)



M: (As a caption comes on and reads "Heart / Barracuda") "So A, I want you to turn to J and say, 'I'm sorry. You were right, J. I learned something today.'"

A: (grunts) "This music is too loud."

Thursday, February 24, 2011

The Rum-Tum-Tugger...

Someone has been listening to Cats. A lot. He's now singing in his room, "If you give to me a sword, I would rather have a gun; if you give me a gun, then I only want a sword..."

Oh, how I long for the days of Henry Higgins and My Fair Lady.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Truck Day

A long time ago (I'm going to guess 2009) it was Truck Day in the Park. 

Monday, February 14, 2011

March 2010 Dinosaur

It's crazy how photos accumulate in the cell phone.

This is from March 2010.

A wanted to be a dinosaur, and insisted that the face painters give him big teeth and sharp claws.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

Weekend Photos

Ike LaRue at work.















We're not quite sure what happened here... but this is the end result of when one kicks croquet wickets. M thinks this might have been caused by a wooden stake, but the original story was that a wire wicket somehow bounced off of A's foot and jabbed him in the forehead.










Making piratical valentines with various family members.