Monday, December 28, 2009

The brown christmas suit

Sunday, December 27, 2009

Love is... Snuggling Little Brother

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Love is.... A Gingerbread Tree

Kendra made this for Papa.
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Stamping Christmas Cards was FUN

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More 2 month LaRue

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LaRue plays with Kendra and Joel

LaRue at her 2 month old pictures.

Chatting with Kendra and Joel.

Vannan ran off when I pulled out the camera - said she was going to the barn.
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LaRue at 2 Months - Dec. 14

You can compare these with her 1 month pictures and 2 weeks pictures taken on the same blanket and with the same doll.
I wish I had thought to do pictures as soon as we got home.

Hey Jess, do you think they are done with us yet?
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Joel Takes Care of His Sister

He sings to her.

She listens.

He gives her lots of kisses.
Too many - she caught his cold.

And he loves holding her little hand.

From Dec. 9, 2009
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Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Technical Night Before Christmas

'Twas the Night Before Christmas' as written by a technical writer for a firm that does Gov't contracting...

'Twas the nocturnal segment of the diurnal period preceding the annual Yuletide celebration, and throughout our place of residence, kinetic activity was not in evidence among the possessors of this potential, including that species of domestic rodent known as Mus musculus. Hosiery was meticulously suspended from the forward edge of the wood burning caloric apparatus, pursuant to our anticipatory pleasure regarding an imminent visitation from an eccentric philanthropist among whose folkloric appellations is the honorific title of St. Nicholas.

The prepubescent siblings, comfortably ensconced in their respective accommodations of repose, were experiencing subconscious visual hallucinations of variegated fruit confections moving rhythmically through their cerebrums. My conjugal partner and I, attired in our nocturnal head coverings, were about to take slumberous advantage of the hibernal darkness when upon the avenaceous exterior portion of the grounds there ascended such a cacophony of dissonance that I felt compelled to arise with alacrity from my place of repose for the purpose of ascertaining the precise source thereof.

Hastening to the casement, I forthwith opened the barriers sealing this fenestration, noting thereupon that the lunar brilliance without, reflected as it was on the surface of a recent crystalline precipitation, might be said to rival that of the solar meridian itself - thus permitting my incredulous optical sensory organs to behold a miniature airborne runnered conveyance drawn by eight diminutive specimens of the genus Rangifer, piloted by a minuscule, aged chauffeur so ebullient and nimble that it became instantly apparent to me that he was indeed our anticipated caller. With his ungulate motive power travelling at what may possibly have been more vertiginous velocity than patriotic alar predators, he vociferated loudly, expelled breath musically through contracted labia, and addressed each of the octet by his or her respective cognomen - "Now Dasher, now Dancer..." et al. - guiding them to the uppermost exterior level of our abode, through which structure I could readily distinguish the concatenations of each of the 32 cloven pedal extremities.

As I retracted my cranium from its erstwhile location, and was performing a 180-degree pivot, our distinguished visitant achieved - with utmost celerity and via a downward leap - entry by way of the smoke passage. He was clad entirely in animal pelts soiled by the ebony residue from oxidations of carboniferous fuels which had accumulated on the walls thereof. His resemblance to a street vendor I attributed largely to the plethora of assorted playthings which he bore dorsally in a commodious cloth receptacle.

His orbs were scintillant with reflected luminosity, while his submaxillary dermal indentations gave every evidence of engaging amiability. The capillaries of his malar regions and nasal appurtenance were engorged with blood which suffused the subcutaneous layers, the former approximating the coloration of Albion's floral emblem, the latter that of the Prunus avium, or sweet cherry. His amusing sub- and supralabials resembled nothing so much as a common loop knot, and their ambient hirsute facial adornment appeared like small, tabular and columnar crystals of frozen water.

Clenched firmly between his incisors was a smoking piece whose grey fumes, forming a tenuous ellipse about his occiput, were suggestive of a decorative seasonal circlet of holly. His visage was wider than it was high, and when he waxed audibly mirthful, his corpulent abdominal region undulated in the manner of impectinated fruit syrup in a hemispherical container. He was, in short, neither more nor less than an obese, jocund, multigenarian gnome, the optical perception of whom rendered me visibly frolicsome despite every effort to refrain from so being. By rapidly lowering and then elevating one eyelid and rotating his head slightly to one side, he indicated that trepidation on my part was groundless.

Without utterance and with dispatch, he commenced filling the aforementioned appended hosiery with various of the aforementioned articles of merchandise extracted from his aforementioned previously dorsally transported cloth receptacle. Upon completion of this task, he executed an abrupt about- face, placed a single manual digit in lateral juxtaposition to his olfactory organ, inclined his cranium forward in a gesture of leave-taking, and forthwith effected his egress by renegotiating (in reverse) the smoke passage.

He then propelled himself in a short vector onto his conveyance, directed a musical expulsion of air through his contracted oral sphincter to the antlered quadrupeds of burden, and proceeded to soar aloft in a movement hitherto observable chiefly among the seed-bearing portions of a common weed. But I overheard his parting exclamation, audible immediately prior to his vehiculation beyond the limits of visibility: "Ecstatic Yuletide to the planetary constituency, and to that self same assemblage, my sincerest wishes for a salubriously beneficial and gratifyingly pleasurable period between sunset and dawn."

Saturday, December 19, 2009

LibriVox » Christmas Carol Collection 2009

LibriVox » Christmas Carol Collection 2009: "Christmas Carol Collection 2009
The LibriVox community wants to bring you a special treat for the 2009 Holiday Season. Here is a collection of 30 traditional Christmas carols performed in a variety of styles by our wonderful volunteers. Enjoy!"


This is one of my favorite sites to get FREE MP3 Books and Poems for the girls to listen to.

Hope you enjoy it - I'm just now downloading, so don't know what the "variety of styles" will be like yet.

Thursday, December 17, 2009

Thalia and LaRue at her 6 week check up

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Diane and LaRue - 6 week Check up

6 Week Check up
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Going to Church

Nov. 22

Tim's Mom bought this for LaRue.
It's already too small, but at least she got to wear it.
Put it with Gymboree jammies - gingerbread man - yesterday.
Very cute.

She looks really good in green.
Shows off the reddish tints in her hair.

Ok Mom - you can stop with the flash now.
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Love is.... Babysitting

Nov. 19

This is what normally use to happen in the morning.
While all of us bustled about doing the morning chores,
Joel would snuggle baby sister.

It worked great.
He felt important babysitting (he misses it, and I think she does too.)
And we had 6 hands making the morning work.

Here it is NOON and I'm ready for 9 oclock now.
We are officially not doing schoolwork right now.

Gotta love the grins.

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