Aren't they precious?

 

From left to right:  Dancer (Recycled ice skating costume)

                           Some character from an anime movie (Used own clothing)

                           Firefighter ($2.00 raincoat at garage sale, own snow boots)

Voting or Not

 

Click here for a good Dr. Seuss-ish poem about voting.  Sorry for not posting more.... got a little bit going on around here that's occupying my time. 

Hasta la vista! 

It's a what?

This bird at our zoo is a Marabou Stork. I couldn't remember what kind of stork it was, so I Googled "ugly stork" and had no trouble locating this unattractive creature. While most of us are thinking "ugly", our in-house animal wildlife enthusiast not only thought this bird was "so cute" but she also knew what it was. It was amazing to me how much she knew about many of the animals that we saw. She is almost like a walking encyclopedia. Thank you to Animal Planet.

A Little Humor for Your Monday

 

WHY DID THE CHICKEN CROSS THE ROAD?

BARACK OBAMA: The chicken crossed the road because it was time for change! The chicken wanted CHANGE!
JOHN MCCAIN: My friends, the chicken crossed the road because he recognized the need to engage in cooperation and dialogue with all the chickens on the other side of the road.
HILLARY CLINTON: When I was First Lady, I personally helped that little chicken to cross the road. This experience makes me uniquely qualified to ensure right from Day One that every chicken in this country gets the chance it deserves to cross the road. But then, this really isn't about me.
GEORGE W. BUSH: We don't really care why the chicken crossed the road. We just want to know if the chicken is on our side of the road or not. The chicken is either against us or for us. There is no middle ground here.
DICK CHENEY: Where's my gun?
COLIN POWELL: Now to the left of the screen, you can clearly see the satellite image of the chicken crossing the road.
BILL CLINTON: I did not cross the road with that chicken! What is your definition of chicken?
AL GORE: I invented the chicken.
JOHN KERRY: Although I voted to let the chicken cross the road, I am now against it! It was the wrong road to cross, and I was misled about the chicken's intentions. I am not for it now, and will remain against it.
AL SHARPTON: Why are all the chickens white? We need some black chickens.
DR. PHIL: The problem we have here is that this chicken won't realize that he must first deal with the problem on this side of the road before it goes after the problem on the other side of the road. What we need to do is help him realize how stupid he's acting by not taking on his current problems before adding new problems.
OPRAH: Well, I understand that the chicken is having problems, which is why he wants to to cross this road so bad. So instead of having the chicken learn from his mistakes and take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just take falls, which is a part of life, I'm going to give this chicken a car so that he can just drive across the road and not live his life like the rest of the chickens.
ANDERSON COOPER: We have reason to believe there is a chicken, but we have not yet been allowed to have access to the other side of the road.
NANCY GRACE: That chicken crossed the road because he's guilty! You can see it in his eyes and the way he walks.
PAT BUCHANAN: To steal the job of a decent, hardworking American.
MARTH STEWART: No one called me to warn me which way that chicken was going. I had a standing order at the Farmer's Market to sell my eggs when the price dropped to a certain level. No little bird gave me any insider information.
Dr. SEUSS: Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes, the chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed I've not been told.
ERNEST HEMINGWAY: To die in the rain, alone.
GRANDPA: In my day we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. Somebody told us the chicken crossed the road, and that was good enough.
BARBARA WALTERS: Isn't that interesting? In a few moments, we will be listening to the chicken tell, for the first time, the heart warming story of how it experienced a serious case of molting, and went on to accomplish its lifelong dream of crossing the road.
ARISTOTLE: It is the nature of chickens to cross the road.
BILL GATES: I have just released eChicken2008, which will not only cross roads, but will lay eggs, file yur important documents, and balance your checkbook. Internet Explorer is an integral part of eChicken2008. This new platform is much more stable and will never reboot.
ALBERT EINSTEIN: Did the chicken really cross the road, or did the road move beneath the chicken?
COLONEL SANDERS: Did I miss one?

Zoo and Chuck E Cheese

 

On Friday, we spent the afternoon at the zoo and then off to Chuck E Cheese for a little birthday fun. 

At the zoo, we saw Geoffrey... 

And Nala...

Can anyone guess what this is? 

Chuck E Cheese was a hit with the kids... even the big ones.  :) 

Saturday was the last soccer game of the season.  Our team did really well in the last game after struggling the other weeks.  It was like it finally clicked for them.  All the players get a trophy. 

Nice Shiner

 

The story he would like to tell everyone is that someone punched him in the eye.  Unfortunately, the truth is that he hit himself in the eye with a stick. 

It will make for great birthday pictures in a couple of days.  Oh, and if you cannot tell, he was thrilled that I wanted to take his picture.

Sierra is feeling rough this morning.  Up very early with sneezing, runny nose and a headache.  But she still wanted me to take her picture too so here it is. 

Little Rabbit Foo Foo

 

On the way home from preschool today, we were discussing things.   Today was Sierra's "me" day so they talked about Sierra's favorite things and she got to be line leader and take the snack.  Her favorite song at the moment is "Down By The Bay".   Sean added, "Little Rabbit Foo Foo was my favorite until I didn't like it anymore." 

A few minutes later, as I noticed dark clouds in the sky, I told Sean I wanted him to pick up toys in the yard when we got home before it rained.  He thought for a second and asked "Why do you think toys are more important than our lives?  We could drown out there in the rain!"   I replied that it wasn't raining yet and I wasn't sending him outside in a flash flood.  Talk about drama king! 

Sean had a little accident today with a stick.  Somehow, he managed to hit himself in the eye.  He has a sort-of black eye.  He must have whacked the bone underneath.  It looks nice.  Not.  

Say Cheese

 

Here's Sean's soccer picture.  They made this picture AFTER his first game which is why he has so much color in his face.  Another boy was beet red from the top of his head to his neck, so I was happy that Sean only had rosy cheeks.  His hair also had time to dry a little.  Overall, we were pleased.  

It's A Contest!

 

One of my favorite bloggers is celebrating her blogging anniversary with a contest.  Pop over here to enter to win and take a look at Renee's blog.  All you have to do is leave a comment on her post.   

Thanks!