Tuesday – Random Pictures
Mar. 2nd, 2010 04:50 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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No rhymes, no reason, and no clever observations to this post. Just a few random photos of things I’ve written about in the fast couple of months. Why now? Because I finally loaded the pictures off of my camera last night, that’s why.
Sweet Pea drew this picture of a teapot for me. I don’t know why; we don’t even use teapots around our house. But he was proud of it, so I thought I’d share.
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In January I wrote about the rather vast collection of aviation themed ornaments we have for our Christmas tree. In case you can’t imagine what an aviation themed ornament collection might consist of, here’s a sample. This is only a fraction of our collection. I give you Santa’s Airfield:
It ranges from the realistic scale models,
To the unabashed Christmas cutesy,
To Santa’s chopper, which happens to be one of my favorites.
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My father and his wife left their Christmas tree up though the end of January so that my oldest brother could celebrate Christmas with them when he got home from his latest tour of Iraq. Here are Sweet Pea and his cousin, the lovely Diva 13. When Sweet Pea saw this picture he sang out, “Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl!” I’ll explain to him later that when the pretty girl is your first cousin you can only admire her so much.
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Sweet Pea helped make brownies the other week. His job was to be the brownie batter taster, to make sure the finished product would be chocolatey enough. He’s very good at his job.
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In case you were wondering what people who fish for cats look like, here are Sweet Pea and an accomplice cat fishing at, or rather under, my friend Sandy’s house. Kittens are the prefered cat to fish for, and you lure them out from hiding by dragging a bowl of cat food with a string tied to it.
In the field at the back of her property where they train the horses, there is a sofa for whoever wants to watch but does not feel like riding. These kids, all raised in homes where outdoor furniture is made for the outdoors and never consisted of retired indoor furniture looking for a change of scenery, were delighted by this and showed no hesitation what so ever about climbing all over the weathered upholstery. Normally, we have rules about getting your dirty shoes on the furniture, but it seemed kind of pointless to enforce them under the circumstance:
Sweet Pea on the horse named Bones (so named because he had been left to starve in a pasture when Sandy took him in).
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Here is Dave’s Red Stapler with Swingline logo. It’s beautiful. I want one of my own.
Dave holding up his stapler to be admired.
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On the theme of office life, I like real half and half in the coffee I drink at work. Unfortunatley, when I buy it I must put it in the office fridge. Other people in the office, apparently, also like half and half in their coffee and it was disappearing at a rate much faster than I could drink it. I had to resort to signs to discourage the free loaders:
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And finally, Sweet Pea had a haircut this Saturday, and after a haircut we always go to the Starbucks next door to the salon and get a treat. He chose a chocolate cupcake this last time. When he eats a cupcake, the icing is the first thing to go. In the last picture he is holding a bare lump of cake (but he eventually ate that, too).
That’s all, folks!
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No rhymes, no reason, and no clever observations to this post. Just a few random photos of things I’ve written about in the fast couple of months. Why now? Because I finally loaded the pictures off of my camera last night, that’s why.
Sweet Pea drew this picture of a teapot for me. I don’t know why; we don’t even use teapots around our house. But he was proud of it, so I thought I’d share.
In January I wrote about the rather vast collection of aviation themed ornaments we have for our Christmas tree. In case you can’t imagine what an aviation themed ornament collection might consist of, here’s a sample. This is only a fraction of our collection. I give you Santa’s Airfield:
It ranges from the realistic scale models,
To the unabashed Christmas cutesy,
To Santa’s chopper, which happens to be one of my favorites.
My father and his wife left their Christmas tree up though the end of January so that my oldest brother could celebrate Christmas with them when he got home from his latest tour of Iraq. Here are Sweet Pea and his cousin, the lovely Diva 13. When Sweet Pea saw this picture he sang out, “Pretty girl, pretty girl, pretty girl!” I’ll explain to him later that when the pretty girl is your first cousin you can only admire her so much.
Sweet Pea helped make brownies the other week. His job was to be the brownie batter taster, to make sure the finished product would be chocolatey enough. He’s very good at his job.
In case you were wondering what people who fish for cats look like, here are Sweet Pea and an accomplice cat fishing at, or rather under, my friend Sandy’s house. Kittens are the prefered cat to fish for, and you lure them out from hiding by dragging a bowl of cat food with a string tied to it.
In the field at the back of her property where they train the horses, there is a sofa for whoever wants to watch but does not feel like riding. These kids, all raised in homes where outdoor furniture is made for the outdoors and never consisted of retired indoor furniture looking for a change of scenery, were delighted by this and showed no hesitation what so ever about climbing all over the weathered upholstery. Normally, we have rules about getting your dirty shoes on the furniture, but it seemed kind of pointless to enforce them under the circumstance:
Sweet Pea on the horse named Bones (so named because he had been left to starve in a pasture when Sandy took him in).
Here is Dave’s Red Stapler with Swingline logo. It’s beautiful. I want one of my own.
Dave holding up his stapler to be admired.
On the theme of office life, I like real half and half in the coffee I drink at work. Unfortunatley, when I buy it I must put it in the office fridge. Other people in the office, apparently, also like half and half in their coffee and it was disappearing at a rate much faster than I could drink it. I had to resort to signs to discourage the free loaders:
And finally, Sweet Pea had a haircut this Saturday, and after a haircut we always go to the Starbucks next door to the salon and get a treat. He chose a chocolate cupcake this last time. When he eats a cupcake, the icing is the first thing to go. In the last picture he is holding a bare lump of cake (but he eventually ate that, too).
That’s all, folks!
