On Phones

Dear Kristen,

I love that Little Mister required boots for egg hunting.  If only you knew that was the magic component on those other egg hunts!  They are the cool kid accessory for all hunting adventures – next adventure, FROGS!

Do they have frogs in your neck of the woods?  Maybe its too dry?

I still think a fire truck is a good idea.

Easter here was delightful! We found eggs inside due to the rain and cold, enjoyed church, and drove to see family where there were more eggs to find.  It was a lot of fun – Munchkin found all her eggs, dutifully passing by the ones hidden obviously for Little Man.  And then Little Man stole her eggs and she was obliged to “find” his in retaliation.


And then I dropped my phone in the toilet.

Though certainly far from perfect, I’m the most responsible person in the house for maintaining important items.  I’m not “neat as a pin” (I like piles), but I’ve a pretty good handle on where things are.  I don’t typically lose things, break things, etc. and in fact am asked where other people’s things are when they can’t find them.  My track record is pretty good.

Not so much anymore.

I’m not even sure how it happened, really.  It was in my hand.  I blinked.  It was in the toilet.  Luckily, a clean one.  I grabbed it immediately and we set to work drying it out.  Except we couldn’t find the rice (we were not in our own home) so we had to make do with Easter grass.

Which isn’t the best for drying phones.

Well, to cut to the chase, the phone was fine except the sound didn’t work.  It kept assuming it had headphones stuck in it, so you couldn’t hear the videos we’ve recorded or my music or the ever important Apple trailers or the brushing teeth timer (aka the Disney app for timing your kids’ brushing.  Its magical.  Like rain boots.)

It also wouldn’t notify me if someone was texting.  So….it had to be on vibrate.  Which means I had a serious case of “phantom ringing” for awhile there.  You know, you feel a little vibration in your pocket and you dutifully take out your phone to respond, only to see that you have no messages.  And sometimes you feel the vibration in a pocket that has no phone in it?

Yeah.  I’ve officially gone crazy.

But we did have a Tuesday miracle.  The sound started working last night.  We celebrated with ice cream!


And then the brushing teeth timer was back in action!




Easter Fun

Dear Erin,

There is no way Little Mister is getting a drivable firetruck; we live on a steep hill. The only place to drive it is down to destruction. Luckily though, after church,

Drunk soldier

and a delicious Easter brunch (no photos of deliciousness), the Easter egg hunt was a success!

Found egg

Note the boots. Entirely unnecessary and still the first choice of the boy.

Here was his basket:

Egg basket

The trucks were an immediate hit this morning when he saw them, and the jelly beans just flummoxed him more than anything. He tried a strawberry-flavored one (at least, I think that’s what it was; you know how it is with jelly bellies) and seemed to like the taste but was less impressed by the texture.

To be fair, I didn’t know until today that jelly beans could have an expiration date, which explains why I didn’t check for one before buying these. Oops. They were apparently a little old, and I’m not sure why Target was selling them in the first place, but I’ll have to let the kid try some decent candy to make up for it. (You can ignore that sentence, Charles!)

On a completely unrelated note, I happen to know that Easter candy is on sale starting tomorrow. Don’t think I’ll be buying any from Target, though.

But dyeing the eggs was fun for me; hunting them was fun for LM; and he found all 10 of them this afternoon, so no sulphuric surprises for us in six months. Happy Easter all around. Yay!


Adventures! (and…) Misadventures!

Dear Kristen,

We have this thing; its a blog.  We do it together, though I have been missing.  Thanks for pulling more than your share of the weight!!  I’ve not been entirely sure what to write, so I just decided it would come to me later.

It didn’t.

Hope Little Mister has better luck with those egg things than he has so far! Or that he gets his own drivable firetruck.  One of the two is pretty good.

Here in Virginia, I still have no idea what to write.  I thought it would come to me.

It hasn’t.

So….here are little snap shots of our past weeks’ adventures.

  1. Little Man got a haircut.  There was hair in his eyes again and then this chunk that I missed entirely the last time and was just dangling out there.  It was a target for peanut butter and jelly, so it had to go!!  All went pretty well.  Until the bangs.  We’ll be going for that windblown combover look for a while to hide those things…IMG_3404IMG_3463
  2. Wicket came out for a photo shoot to help announce my Star Wars character burp cloths.  Munchkin has decided he needs to join us in the car, during play time, at meals…IMG_3450
  3. Little Man has decided he is funny.  He is. He is funny in a loud, crazy eyes way that gets us rolling.  This means there are a few bad behaviors that aren’t going anywhere.
  4. We are still hard at work getting rid of morning naps.  Not always successful.IMG_3455
  5. Little Man tries to lead with his mouth when tackling.  90% of the time, there is a bite at the end of the wrestling match. Or hug. Or bath.
  6. Munchkin is on the hunt for what she calls “Melty Lego Octonauts.”  I think these are a combination of melting beads, Legos, and the Octonaut characters. They are a figment of her imagination. A consistent one.
  7. She and I are reading The Secret Garden together.  She likes it so far which makes my heart happy.

We are getting ready for Easter in a couple of days, followed by a few days of rest.  The anticipation of both things is fun as well.

Maybe not a fun as this, though.


I thought this was a stool.  It wasn’t.

I Don’t Think That Means What You Think It Means

Dear Erin,

Today we went to a friend’s house for an Easter Egg Hunt!





Looks like Little Mister had a good time, doesn’t it? Like he really got into the spirit of the thing?

This is the second time we’ve tried a hunt this year, and it’s just not happening for him. Oh well, I plan to enjoy him for Easter: I’ve gotten him a nice outfit, and I bought white eggs for boiling and coloring; and the thought of those things satisfies me. Maybe we’ll try another hunt with those eggs on Easter Sunday, all by ourselves. (It should be a real challenge in our back yard.) Hope springs eternal!

And Done.

Dear Erin,

So last time I told you about the startitis. And this Friday, I’m proud to say that I actually finished two things!

Neither of the ones I highlighted, but they still count. (And those, too, are moving along. I haven’t yet ripped anything out.)

The first is this:

B2's Blue Puerperium

It’s been mostly dead done for a couple weeks, but taking that final step and giving it a bath and its buttons took a ridiculously long time, which wasn’t helped by the fact that I put it in a drawer (“someplace safe”) and then forgot where I had put it. So it took a little while to find again.

Pattern: Puerperium, again. One of my favorites for brand new babies (Proof #1, Proof #2, and those are just the ones I’ve posted here.) A pleasing look, an easy pattern, few ends to sew in, quick to do, and highlights variegated or semi-solid yarns nicely. The only slight hassle is sewing on seven or eight buttons, and that took less than an hour last night, so it’s a very slight hassle. Yarn: Cobblestone DK by Neighborhood Fiber Co. in color “Olde Towne East” (aka “blue”). Was a little stiff to work with, but it softened up in the bath, though it lost plenty of dye in the process as well. Still a deep, rich blue, though.

The second thing finished this week was a book. (I know!)

Book DP Drank Here

Sorry the picture’s a little blurry – cell phone, don’tcha know. This is my procedure for remembering what I’ve read this year, instead of keeping them on a shelf. When I finish, I just take a picture of the cover and record the info later on. Maybe if it’s an impressive enough grouping at the end of year, it’ll make a cool collage. That empty shelf is never going to get filled up – at least not for four or five more years.

Anyway, a fun book here. I’m not sure if that’s only because because of the Dorothy Parker quotations sprinkled throughout or not, but they certainly contributed. In the story, a dying but cantankerous writer, whose career long ago crumbed because of plagiarism allegations, has attracted the attention of several people, who all want to use him for their own ends. One among the group is the ghost of Dorothy Parker who doesn’t want to “move on” but is bored hanging out by herself at the bar of the Algonquin Hotel.

The story is cute, but the characters are the strength in this one. Plot reveals are telegraphed pretty clearly, so I have to think they’re not really the point. On the other hand, each character is an individual, and their behaviors and motivations are more or less believable and consistent with an understandable psychology.

It’s not as compelling as the book I read previously (not discussed here), but it’s also an attempt at something lighter than that book – more comic and every day (despite the notable presence of a ghost) – so, again, I don’t think page turning compulsion is really the author’s point.

Also cleared out some bulky items from the house, so overall, a satisfying week. I hope yours has left you with a similar sense of accomplishment and that your weekend is spring-like and fun.