"mom, i think you forgot the butter - these greenbeans aren't nearly slippery enough."
boookie, age 9
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Saturday, February 21, 2015
A timely brother
When chatting with Boookie this morning, the Hobbit Wife asked if things were better now that Seimi has his own clock. "Does Seimi still ask, BOOOKIE!! IS IT SEVEN YET???" (The lads have to stay in their own bubble until seven every morning.)
"No," replied Boookie, "but my new problem is that he reads the numbers at odd times during the middle of the night and asks me what they mean!"
"No," replied Boookie, "but my new problem is that he reads the numbers at odd times during the middle of the night and asks me what they mean!"
Monday, February 16, 2015
Church clothes
Yesterday Boookie came upstairs and announced, Semi is crying about his shirt.
Why is he crying about his shirt? the Mayor asked.
I told him his shirt had to be collared and he started crying, saying "It is collared! It's collared red!"
Sunday, February 8, 2015
Saturday, January 17, 2015
I'll be at my pub
The Mayor has been working on a pub-style bench for the very small dining room at Michael Delving. As point of reference, the dining room is 48.5 inches wide and approximately 8 feet long. The Mayor finished the rough construction outside on a clear January night, then the Hobbit Wife helped the Mayor bring this behemoth inside (the bench is easily 300 pounds).
A tarp went down and the gracious Hobbit Wife consented to indoor sanding......and indoor staining.
This morning marked the inaugural coffee around the new pub, which has yet to be named.
As a bonus to the post, here's young Master Eejee with his monkey. He isn't crawling yet, but he shouts triumphantly when he manages to get up on his knees, so he will get to crawling in no time.
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