Sunday, June 27, 2004

wheeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee 

WE WENT TO A big bad VALLYFAIR!

Me and Mom decided to go on a ride. Well, I decided to go on a ride and mom came with me. ANd it was a big one. It was called The Enterprise. ANd you went upside down on it but you didnt notice. It just made mom's belly and my back feel weird and shaky and uncontrollable. and stuff. That was my second favorite ride.

My favorite ride was The Corkscrew, and it was real fast and I screamed but I had a lot of fun. I didn't want to go on it but my mom made a bargain with me that if she went on the Tilt-A-Whirl with me that I had to go on The Corkscrew with her. I didn't want to go on it because it went upside down, but the upside down parts were like POW! and WHAM! and KABLOOEY!

And my last favorite, but still a really favorite ride of mine, was called the Hydrosoaker or something, and it was so fun and I was giggling and giggling, and we were on this little raft and then it got so dark and then these little sparks came at you and then you heard this monster screaming and then the monster screamed "IT'S JUST YOUR IMAGINATION SO QUIT BEING STUPID! but there wasn'treally a monster screaming, I just made that part up.


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Monday, April 26, 2004

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Thursday, April 22, 2004

Tips For Controlling An Unruly Butt 

Dear Angel Boy and Devil Boy, I have a problem. It seems my butt farts all the time without my permission. Is there any way I can get a butt transplant? Or maybe a butt-ectomy? Or will one of you trade butts with me?
Unruly Butt


Devil Boy Says:
Try stuffing it up with marshmallows and soy sauce. If that doesn't work try the buttectomy. You can just replace it with chewed bubble gum.

Angel Boy Says:
Try sticking your butt together with peanut butter. I won't trade butts with you. That would just be gross. It would be way too big for me.

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Thursday, April 15, 2004

Angel Boy,Devil Boy ad 

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Tuesday, April 13, 2004

Tooth Trauma Update 

After school today Caleb informed me that there was still a piece of his baby tooth stuck in his gum. I looked, and sure enough, there was this little teeny sliver of white. This was one of the teeth that had been capped, and i suspect that what happened is that the cap got pulled off, leaving the actual tooth behind.

I also had my top front teeth capped as a child, but unlike Caleb, I did not have root canals on the baby teeth. So when my cap came off one day at daycare (I don't even remember how), I was in excruciating pain as the air hit my exposed root. In any case, Caleb wasn't in any pain, so I decided not to worry about it until we could go see the dentist tomorrow.

A couple of hours later Caleb was showing off the sliver of tooth to Dave P. and Matt and it popped out into his hand. It was so tiny it was a challenge to find a way to get it home without losing it. It is now safely in a tupperware container next to Caleb's pillow, in hopes that the tooth fairy will come back for it tonight.
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Toothdar Is A Fairy's Best Friend 

Approximately 12 seconds after I clicked the 'publish' button on last night's post I heard this from the floor behind me:

Senna: Caleb, stop chewing on my shirt!

Caleb: Why, you always do it.

Senna: I don't want your spit all over my shirt!

Caleb: (giggling)

Senna: Gross! You're getting it all wet!

Screaming, from both children

Caleb: My tooth! My tooth!

Senna: I'm sorry! I'm sorry!

I spin around to see Senna clutching his shirt, crying, and Caleb screaming with a look of hysteria in his eyes I haven't seen since the chin incident. There is definitely a tooth missing from his mouth, and a fair amount of blood. I try to say some nice soothing things like "Everything's gonna be ok, guys" and "It was a baby tooth. It was gonna fall out soon anyway.", but am drowned out by the continued screaming and crying , with Caleb now yelling "I hate you! I hate you! I hate you!" and Senna sobbing "I'm sorry Caleby, I didn't mean it!"

Eventually, after much ice and many tears, I learn that Senna had yanked the shirt out of Caleb's mouth while Caleb continued to bite it, and it seems to have pulled one of his front upper teeth clean out. There are differing opinions about whether or not this was done intentionally.

There now remain two problems:

1. we can't find the tooth. and
2. Caleb looks 'weird'.

As of this morning it seems that the tooth fairy pays double for teeth that came out early, even if you can't find them. So I think everything's gonna be ok.
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Monday, April 12, 2004

We Have No Idea What We're Doing, But We're Doing It Anyway 

Jamie says: So, I was thinking today that perhaps a blog would be the best way for us to keep everyone updated on the happenings and goings-on in our busy lives. So far we're having a pretty hilarious time. Later I'll get fancy and post photos and whatnot, but for today you just get our assorted ramblings.

Caleb Says: Hi Rachael.

Senna Says: Ok this blog is about making enemies sooooooo boo yah

Caleb Says: Yesterday I went to the bathroom and I washed my hands and wiped my butt.

Jamie: Ok, so, we don't really understand the concept yet, but it's ok.

(More shout-outs from Caleb) Hi Wilbur. Hi Matt. Hi Uncle James. Hi Linnea. Hi Uncle Jacob. Hi Grandma Jean and Grandpa John. Hi Amy and Sean and Bryan. Hi Dave P.

Caleb: I have a game cube and Super Smash Brothers yeah, baby yeah. And I unlocked Pichau. And my friend Xavi unlocked Roy.

Jamie: well, more to follow, i'm sure, when we get this whole thing figured out.



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