The Dreadlock is Dead

Dr. Dreadlock  18 November 2008 – 19 November 2008 R.I.P. Dr. Dre(adlock) ********************************** Gross. It really does look like a rat tail. ******************************************* Now she’s curling both sides *********************************************** Du got Ashlyn out of her crib this morning. He came into the living room holding Ashlyn in one hand and her dreadlock in the other. “IContinue reading “The Dreadlock is Dead”

What?

Many people play Wordless Wednesday. I do not like not talking on my own blog so I’m posting pictures and I’m gonna talk about them. You’d be lost without translation anyway. Because can you imagine trying to interpret this?  Complete with a bite out of the apple. Who thought it would be a good ideaContinue reading “What?”

Daughter Dates and Daisies

As soon as we found out our first child was a girl we started thinking about how we could maintain a close relationship with her throughout life. It was especially important to us that she have a good relationship with her Daddy. He is her example of her heavenly Father here on earth. One ofContinue reading “Daughter Dates and Daisies”

The poison control number: a good thing to know

Did you know the Poison Control numbers vary by state? The number Du has in his phone is the Missouri Poison Control. Fortunately they were kind enough to help out even though we don’t live there anymore. I have since re-discovered the national number: 1-800-222-1222. I knew that it had 2s and 1s in it, butContinue reading “The poison control number: a good thing to know”

My lethal weapon

I have a lethal weapon. I don’t conceal it. I don’t warn people about it. In fact, I usually don’t think about it. I’ve gotten so adept that I usually use it without even thinking. And if we’re getting all technical, I actually have two. MY ELBOWS Yes, as Du and many others will attestContinue reading “My lethal weapon”

…and there was blood…

We had a very physical weekend. I mean, if blood is involved how could it not be? It all started Thursday night when we stopped at O’Charley’s for dinner. The service was painfully slow. They brought us their fresh-baked rolls with delicious, creamy butter but that only increased our appetite and made some of usContinue reading “…and there was blood…”