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  1. We got one step ahead of last year and actually took out a camera during bluebonnet season. Unfortunately it didn't go as planned.


    What is so incredibly scary about these flowers? Not much at first.

    "Mom hardly ever brings me to enjoy wildlife in the middle of the fourth largest city in the United States while we're on our way to school!"


    But light was too uneven. So we moved into the shade.


    Hmmm...these bluebonnet things are interesting. I can see why they'd be in the running for state flower.

    Then we hear loud singing. A happy woman who looks maybe Japanese approaches. She's wearing a surgical mask. But she's happy! Uh oh! Well, we're okay. She hasn't acknowledged our existence yet.


    She explains to me in Spanish that the flowers are much better at the other side of the entire park. That's okay, I explain in Spanish. I'm on my way to work and we can't be late!

    She nods enthusiastically that she understands, but then for whatever reason decides that my baby is in danger. She explains that I need to remove baby from the flowers. I smile and nod and wait for her to leave. Because NO WAY am I tromping all this way again. Nope.


    She gets more insistent.

    "BITE!! BITE!!! SHE GET BITE!!!!" I think perhaps she mentions snakes at this point. We're a half foot from the trail where she has just been singing loudly and yelling, mind you.

    I keep smiling and nodding, but The Boonga doesn't think this is fun anymore. Especially when the stranger in a surgical mask begins moving flowers away from her legs calling out "BITE!!! BITE!!! SHE GET BITE!!!!"



    I get her back for a moment, but only by hiding my cell phone amongst the flowers.


    I'm hoping to try again this weekend.



  2. On with the hurricane

    Saturday, April 05, 2014

    Hello all (or whatever two people are still looking at these sporadic posts)! I haven't been around the blogiverse so much these days, because (like the rest of the world) I am mostly on Facebook: Do Try This at Home. It's exciting, I know.

    The kid is trying to carry some of the load around here now though, since last time I opened the pictures on my phone, I found eight just like this -


    We took the boonga to the park so she could release some of her destructive tendencies on the great outdoors for a change.

    I was tired of saying, "Don't stand on a chair! No, I said not to stand on a chair! I just got you down from the chair! Why are you up there again? I'll get you 'uppy' from your playpen as long as you don't climb on the chairs.

    Remember we're not supposed to climb on chairs? Remember you got a BIG OWIE earlier when you stood on the chiar? No. No 'uppy'. You need to stay in your playpen while I cook."

    Repeat that times 4,157 and there's my afternoon in a nutshell.

    We have to keep the refrigerator like this now...


    Because otherwise it will immediately look like this:


    Obviously.

    Anyhow, the park. It's a lucky thing about the park. They are keeping it practically crime free by modifying the schedule by one hour of complete darkness during daylight savings time. Seriously, they have probably saved countless lives by closing the park for that one hour.

    Because that hour is DARK I tell 'ya! DARK! And during daylight savings time, it's even DARKER at 11:00 pm than it is during standard time at 10:00 pm. Oh wait. No it's not.



    Anyway, happy weekend all and come visit me on my Do Try This at Home!

  3. Me- When is Lent?

    The-Guy - ?

    Me - You know. Lent? Like, when does it start?

    The-Guy - Lent? It was already Lent. Because it was Fat Tuesday.

    Me - And then it was Ash Wednesday and then it was Lent?

    Him - Yes. Ash Wednesday.

    Me - AW MAN!
    Me - So that means we missed Mardi Gras Galveston!
    Me - How did it get to be so early?
    Me - It's not even Purim yet.
    Me - How did it already get to be Lent? We missed it right? How did that happen?

    Him - We're Jewish.

    Me - Oh. Right.

    At least we didn't miss Rodeo!






    Some guy in a hat. Made of beer cans:





  4. Yeah so it takes me a long time to do dishes these days because in addition to having "help", I see something super cute like this...



    And then I have to rush over to get my phone and take video. But when I do, the song stops playing. So then I have to just turn on the regular radio and you can't see the part where she has her little fists all up in the air dancing to Steve Earle. Or the part where she hits her head on the refrigerator.

    But she still looks cute. She can't help it.


    In any case, if it seems like I haven't been posting all that much it's because...when I was supposed to be packing to visit my mom and dad over New Years, I decided to sell Jamberry nails. About which a friend said, "You must REALLY not like packing!"

    And while we're up there, we usually don't have so many internets.

    But the baby does get to eat snow.


    And potholder loops disguised as bracelets.


    So then we come home and everyone gets sick. And then when we're well I can't find the stylus to my tablet to process pictures. And I blame the baby, and a different friend says "she just hasn't passed it yet".

    But it turned out that the baby hadn't eaten my stylus. She just attempted to eat it, at which point I hid it so well that I couldn't even find it.

    So then The Guy found it and I was all ready to blog, except we ran out of internets again.

    You know what's truly awesome? Trying to get started on an internet sales business on a phone. But the Comcast guy came and saved us all and so now I can post pictures and stuff.


    In the mean time, if you've been starved for baby pictures, I've put a ton of them right here on this page because...surely cute baby pictures sell nail wraps, right? http://facebook.com/sugarjams.

  5. The Dictionary According to Boonga

    Friday, January 24, 2014

    We've been busy, but The Boonga has still managed to add words to her vocabulary each day. Interesting and exciting words like "WINE!" and "ELBOW!"


    We don't know why.

  6. The Boonga is like the opposite of an Eskimo. Instead of forty kajillion words for snow, she has a handful of words to mean forty kajillion things.

    It's kind of good, because she wasn't really so very crazy about snow, at least not at first.


    Here's a Boonga Dictionary -

    Bhhhw - Bow, Boat, Bunny, Ball, Bath, Blue, etc.

    Sheesh - Sister/Sissy, cheese

    About the only obvious ones are Moe Moe Dat (More more of that) and "Uh ohh," which may be pronounced "Uh OHCHT!" depending on her need for emphasis.



    And of course there's always "Wah Wah!" (Brother, Water) Acceptable as a sibling or as a drink!



    Happy 2014 everyone!


  7. **********UPDATED AGAIN*******

    Congratulations Mary Katherine!!!! Mary Katherine was pregnant with me over Facebook when I had Lielle and she is the lucky winner of these beautiful Jamberries! I hope you love them as much as I do Mary Katherine! They are great for keeping nice nails while chasing busy toddlers!!! The winner from my Facebook launch party will be announced as soon as humanely possible!

    ************UPDATE*********

    Dear everyone who has embarked on this Jamberry adventure with me willingly or unwillingly,

    Today is the big day of BOTH raffles, and believe me when I say that no one has been more excited about that than me. However, after having our trip home delayed by four days (remember when a four HOUR delay was a big deal?), I arrived back at work today (without my luggage) only to find out that our school was mourning the sudden and unexpected loss of a parent of four sweet, wonderful children, two of whom I was lucky enough to teach in their preschool years.

    As my family can attest, I have been beyond eager to hold the raffles. However, I’m sure that you will all understand that I will be delaying the drawings for a day so that I can return to my former irritating…I mean infectious enthusiasm and energy.


    In a completely uncharacteristic move for me, I fell head over heels in love with a beauty product. Me! The one who has a hard time remembering to slap on some eyeliner and is lucky to make it to work with a little lip gloss.

    In a much more characteristic move I impulsively decided I needed to become an "independent consultant" of these products within ten minutes of trying them.

    And to help move things along in that department, I decided to try my first ever giveaway. So without further ado, meet Jamberry nails! The giveaway is for one set, which will be enough for two to three manicures.


    a Rafflecopter giveaway

    To see more colors and patterns, check out my Jamberry site!

    Meanwhile, The Boonga is all about the accessorizing. While she waits to be old enough to wear Jamberries (there are junior sizes, but she would find a way to eat them), she's trying out something a little more baby friendly.


    I promised her some Jamberries as soon as she's old enough not to eat them.

  8. It's easier to just to leave it all up to her anyway. But here's a "how to" that I find handy when The-Guy-Who-Knows-A-Song-About-A-Chicken isn't home to intercept the baby's help:

    Hide the silverware (so that she doesn't realize you are beginning to unload the dishwasher).

    Hand wash pots and pans in an attempt to delay the inevitable.

    Take spices away from baby and explain that glass bottles aren't really a toy. Clean up one last speck of glass from the last time she thought playing with glass would be fun.

    Wait until the baby's back is turned to wash out her favorite pot. Step around baby as she removes her second favorite pot from the cabinet.

    Pull out the bottom rack of the dishwasher as quietly as possible. When baby comes running, explain that you weren't really emptying the dishwasher, just setting the table.


    Hurry to grab each dish from the baby as she empties the bottom rack so that no more get broken today.


    Tell baby not to bang the glass table with the ceramic dishes. Take baby off the dining room table and un-set the table.

    Stop to change a diaper.

    Hurry to grab each dish from the baby as she empties the top rack.


    Try to put dirty dishes into the dishwasher faster than the baby can empty them, all while repeating, "These are dirty dishes! They stay 'in in in!'"

    Give up until after the baby has gone to bed. Decide to fix her lunch for the next day instead.

    Spend the entire time repeating, "This wa-wa (water) is for tomorrow. You already have wawa right there!" and "This moe-eesh (more please) is for tomorrow. You can eat that moe-eesh that's on your plate."




  9. Why does this mama person always have that black rectangle in front of her face?!?!?!?


    Doesn't she know I have better things to do than just sit under a tree all day long?


    Oh. Wait. She has stickers?


    In that case, maybe I do have a little time to just hang around and be cute.


    But only a little.








  10. This baby…ok toddler…loves to help! In fact, she's helping us to the point of sheer exhaustion. She helps unload the dishwasher. She still doesn't really care whether the dishes are dirty or clean. She'll lick either and scatter them on the floor.


    Have you ever seen anyone quite so gleefully doing household chores?

    She helps make eggs.


    They're pretty good too.

    She helps clear her place at the table…by throwing all her food on the floor when she's done.

    And then later, hours and hours later, she helps by throwing away her food. Or at least she tries - she set this particular piece of banana on top of the garbage can for me to encounter later when I least expected it.


    She couldn't throw it away because we have to keep the garbage can locked. Because otherwise she will help us empty the garbage.

    She even helped Dad unwrap one of his presents. It's totally okay that he hadn't gotten home from work yet and didn't know he had a present waiting for him. Right?


    One place she won't be helping out - the city's Snowfest. Never mind that this is Texas and it's only snowed once in the past six or more years. The sign said the snow fest was STILL being held! Still! One has to at least celebrate the lack of snow with some fake snow. Or something.


    Unfortunately, the Snowfest was canceled due to inclement weather.


    What exactly was the inclement weather that heralded the demise of the Snowfest?


    Wait for it…


    It was cold.

    Yep. It was a doggone 37 degrees today and WAY too cold to have a festival celebrating snow. Drat. Think of all the help the little Boonga could have given them.