Hangin' Tough in Hershey

Curly and Curly's Twin are absolutely mad. Like crazy, insane, mad (not angry-mad). They forced The Guy to watch all of their videos of the concert and look at all of their pictures on the television (all 135!) before he could watch the NCAA tournament and finish watching the AAA championship game. I couldn't take it anymore so I went outside to eat some grass and puke. In all of her excitement The Infant fell asleep and Curly didn't get to see her when she got home. Don't worry, I hear the twins have some big plans for her tomorrow (stay tuned, we may need your help).

Without further adieu here are the pictures you've been waiting for. I've also included links to our videos of some of their classic songs (The Right Stuff, Call It What You Want, and Didn't I). For those of you new to the internet (ahem, I'm talking to you Grandma E 2.0!) just click on the colored text that is the name of the song. If you would like an extreme close-up of the pictures below, just click on the photo.

Curly with the tickets...


and Curly's Twin after the night of excitement.


Five bad brothers from the Beantown land!!!


And one last sample of NKOTB goodness...

Top O' the Mornin' to You

Er, rather, evening. But that takes away from the cliche and the charm.

The Infant had a big day today. Doctor's appointment, first attempt at eating cereal, AND a walk in her stroller. I got to go along also and I didn't think the humans were ever going to go back home! We walked all the way to Walker Machinery and I've never been so happy get back home and get in bed. They made me walk past three Mastiffs. Talk about intimidating! I managed to give them one semi-good bark before the humans pulled me to the other side of the street.

The cereal went pretty well today. Of course The Infant has to practice using her tongue to take things in instead of pushing things out, but for a first attempt it wasn't too bad. Check out the video here if you have about five minutes. It's probably not too interesting for most humans, but if you're bored...

The video below is a little more entertaining (if you have about 30 seconds to spare). It was filmed on Monday. Let's hope The Infant doesn't start doing this when she's eating.


At the doctor's office today, the Dr. confirmed what we already knew: The Infant is a GIANT! She is literally off the chart. Really, she is NOT on the chart. A whopping 27.25 inches. Weight-wise she's absolutely average. She couldn't be more average if she tried - 50th percentile. It turns out that her crooked crack doesn't pose a problem (except for the slicky-slide issue. Talk to Granddaddy about that one), but her uneven fat folds in her legs could. There's probably nothing wrong, but they could signal a problem with her hips. She'll go have an ultrasound on her hips on Tuesday. I'm sure she's fine, but we'll keep you posted.

Not Amused

***Update***
Link fixed. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Please tell me that you people really don't think this is funny.

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

Can't you just hear Dale Evans and Roy Rogers? "Hi! Good to see you. It's the most wonderful time of the year..." Bells are chiming, children are laughing in the background. It's a festive holiday scene with everyone jolly and gay. No, it's not Christmas. Even better. Travapalooza is here! Christmas has twelve days, heck, we go a full thirty-one for The Guy. Not even a month with thirty days will do, no, we need as much Travfest as we can get with the climax coming right smack-dab in the middle. March 15th. Circle it in red, boys and girls. The world stops revolving around the sun, just for a day, and all heavenly bodies change course and begin to revolve around The Guy. Defy the laws of physics? Why not? Anything is possible for The Guy.

Was that just a bit too over the top?

In a completely unrelated matter, The Infant tells me that she travelled to Cincinnati on Saturday to see Grandma H. Curly, Curly's Twin, and Grandma E. (the new one, not The Original Grandma E. - maybe we'll call her G2.0 or something) also tagged along. G2.0 was very concerned about some possible freezing rain so the trip was cut a little short. Everything went well, the trip was good, Grandma H was happy to see everyone (well everyone that matters anyway, namely, The Infant), and The Infant was still at home and in bed by 9:30. The Guy looked at several houses (outsides only) and went to a basketball game. Me, I laid at home in my bed and only got up twice to sniff the air vent - now that's what I call a productive day!

Even though the bulk of this post is an homage to The Guy, I couldn't bring myself to post his pictures. The Infant is sooo much cuter. Scratch that. It's possible I could be sent to the pound and put down for uttering such phrases in March. It's sort of like threatening the president. Just don't do it. Let's try this again...

Even though the bulk of this post is an homage to The Guy, I didn't post his pictures. Mere photographs don't do his manly beauty justice. You'll have to settle for pictures of this average looking baby instead.

Some Random Happenings

Curly and The Guy had a very tasty dinner this evening (or, at least it smelled that way). It was CrockPot Mexican Rice and Curly took the liberty of adding a can of black beans (drained) to it. It turned out very well and they topped it off with a little grated cheddar cheese. Curly highly recommends it. The Guy's eating habits are completely changing. The Guy also made a very tasty snack (again, I ASSUME it was tasty) today. He made a roasted eggplant spread with red peppers and onions. Now those are some words I never thought I would type in reference to The Guy!

It doesn't take much to entertain The Infant. Notice in the picture at the top of this entry that the toy has been discarded and replaced with a gallon jug. The Infant thoroughly enjoyed spending Friday night sitting on the kitchen counter (supported by Curly's Twin's stubbs) hugging and mouthing the jug of water.

Sunday was a wonderful, lazy day here. We all stayed in bed until nearly noon and didn't do much the rest of the day either. The Infant was bathed and in bed by 9:00pm and Curly, The Guy, and I are in bed watching Burn After Reading as I type this. Curly did embarrass dress The Infant in this cute little outfit today. I'm pretty sure she's going to be just as much of a nerd as Curly. I guess you're never too young to know the periodic table. Also note the tights - Thanks again Aunt Beth and Sophia!

Feb. 15th: Take 2.

One more Valentine's weekend photo to appease the masses...

Happy February 15th (or the day after Valentine's Day)

I hate change. Curly and The Guy need to pick a routine and stick to it. It all started on Monday when The Guy slept in the living room and The Infant and Curly slept in my room. I can't have Humans scattered around the house like this. I have to keep moving between both rooms checking on everyone and I don't get much sleep. I couldn't decide where to go, so I settled on sleeping in the "closet" room. This happened on both Monday and Tuesday. On Wednesday Curly turned off all of the lights then took The Infant and left. They didn't return until Friday evening. The Guy stopped in a few times to give me treats and food, but he wouldn't turn the lights on, either. Then, on Friday instead of everyone being back in their own rooms, all of the Humans slept in my room. Curly slept in my bed, The Infant slept in her swing, and The Guy slept beside The Infant on the floor. I'm not sure where I ended up. Then last night all of us slept in my bed. Curly and The Guy resumed their usual positions, The Infant slept in her bouncy seat between them, and I slept in my typical spot at the foot of the bed guarding the door. That was much better than the rest of the week - heck it was much better than the usual arrangement because I didn't have to go check on The Infant in a separate room.

The Infant tells me she had plans to dress as Cupid, with wings and a tiny bow and arrow, but alas, it was not to be. Sigh. The Infant didn't feel well and she spent the day with Skinny and The Voice. You'll have to settle for these Valentine's Day pictures instead. They still feature her dressed in festive attire. Stay tuned for President's Day.

Note: The blue jeans featured on The Infant in both photos are The Guy's first pair of jeans!