Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Ivanna: My car just squeals easily.
Dad: Yes, when it's nearly airborne.
Sunday, March 15, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
I Meant To Do My Work Todayby Richard Le Gallienne
I meant to do my work today,
But a brown bird sang in the apple tree,
And a butterfly flitted across the field,
And all the leaves were calling me.
And the wind went sighing over the land,
Tossing the grasses to and fro,
And a rainbow held out its shining hand--
So what could I do but laugh and go?
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
I dashed outside catching a glimpse of Hatchy, flustered, but quick, racing away from MS. The chicken was able to slip through the neighbors picket fence while I caught the dog. Poor Hatchy was finally found unharmed in the neighbors yard and returned to her pen. We'll be roofing the pen tomorrow!
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
I was like, "Huh?"
"The song," he says, "is creepy." He points to his ear in a motion that says listen. "It's a stalker song." He adds.
Uriah points at an older fellow then whispers to me, "That old guy is a stalker?"