Saturday, September 25, 2004

MORE PHOTOS FROM ANNA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY (ON 8/11) -- 9.25.2004



Wednesday, September 22, 2004

MORE PHOTOS FROM LABOR DAY AT SAMPSON STATE PARK 9/3-6/2004





MORE PHOTOS FROM ANNA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY (ON 8/11) --



MORE PHOTOS FROM ANNA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY (ON 8/11) --



PHOTOS FROM ANNA'S BIRTHDAY PARTY (ON 8/11) -- 9/22/2004

Photos from Annas Birthday party. well, in an answer to those who have been complaining about a lack of content on my web page, here are some photos from Anna's birthday party this past August. (I know, I know, I'm way behind. I've been busy!) In am going to be trickling a few more photos every few days or so, so keep watching!



Saturday, September 18, 2004

MORE STORIES FROM SAMPSON 9.10.2004

We had an outstanding time up at sampson this year I thought. This surprised me for several reasons. First of all, it was our first trip as a family with the pop up trailer. Second of all, it was the second time that we had attempted to go camping with sam, who at 18 months, is very mobile and very crazy. But it all somehow worked out wonderfully.

First of all, the weather cooperated nicely. It was sunny and warm all weekend, and mostly cool during the evening. The pop up trailer turned out to be a sturdy and comfortable way to spend the weekend. And while Sam proved most unwilling to spend any time at all in the pen we brought up to keep him in, he stayed with the other children for the most part.

Lots of fun stuff happenned. PJ loves to pee out of doors. We told him he had to pee against a tree,a nd he would walk until he found the nearest tree, even if it was seven feet from acrowd of people, drop his pants, and underwear, down to his ankles, and do his business. But he wasn;t alone in his desire to pee on a tree. Several other three and four year old boys did the same thing. Once I turned and found two of them oeeing against the same tree.

Anna was very well behaved the whole trip, although she resisted sleep as much as possible. On Friday niht her and two friends were watching movies in our car until 11:30 PM, after Kath had gone to sleep. Then I foolishly thought that she would sleep in, but no! She was awake and bouncing at 6:45 AM, bright and early.

The next night though, after a tough day of wineries followed by an equally tough night of sitting around the campfire, something wonderful happened. Anna came to me and said "Daddy, I am ready to go to sleep now." I looked at my watch. It was only 7:40 PM. Was it a trick? I brought Anna into the trailer, and then PJ came in. "Shhh, I said, Anna is trying to go to sleep."

"I want to go to sleep too." PJ said.

"Who are you and what have you done with my children?" I thought to myself.

And so, by eight pm all our children were asleep. I was free, free to stay up as late as I wanted around the campfire. Of course I only lasted a few more minutes. I was too tired.

Saturday, September 11, 2004

PJ GET OFF THAT NASTY FLOOR 9.11.2004

This is a story relayed to me secondhand from my friend Rob, who cam up with his wife Tina to Sampson with us year. They've been coming for years and are very good friends.

PJ is able to go the bathrrom by himself for the most part. That is to say Number One is no problem for him any more, although he isn't always the best about remembering to wash his hands. Number Two, on the other hand, requires assistance usually. While we were camping at Sampson though, sometimes PJ would sneak off to the bathroom, a very short walk away from where we all were camping, and use the bathroom on his own.

Rob went into the bathroom one time and saw PJ sitting in front of the stall in the bathroom on the floor with his pants off, trying to dress himself.

"PJ, what are you doing?" Rob asked, wondering why he was rolling around on the dirty cement floor of the public bathrooms.

"My mommy told me to put my pants on one leg at a time." PJ said grimly, "So I am sitting down on this NASTY floor putting my pants on!"

He knew it was a nasty floor. I myself had told him that a thousand times. "PJ, get off that nasty floor!" But he was doing what he was supposed to. It was funny, but then I guesss you had to be there.