Thank You Thriftway Dumpster!

See: http://shakespearshuffle.blogspot.com/2008/09/thank-you-childrens-orchard-i-must-say.html

I have to say. We're pretty lucky. There's this great place right across the street called Thriftway. It's a grocery store and they sell food. We were starting to get a little bit worried about our girls since winter is coming and people who aren't dressed properly in the winter tend to die.
Well, we ran across the street in the middle of the night to Thriftway's dumpster, like we do every Friday night, and started rummaging. One minute it wasn't there and the next minute it was: a completely unused, crisp, PAPER bag that was just Sam's size! If it doesn't rain or snow too much this winter, I think she'll be able to use it for another year. And it was F-R-E-E free! That's 100% less than for money!





While we were there, we found a new "blanket" for Lucy, so now her chattering teeth won't keep us up at night.

Family ties

This is Becky's brother. We guess Lucy's tendencies run in the family.

Some Pictures of Our Blessed Babe

See: http://aguilaramor.blogspot.com/search?updated-max=2008-08-29T10%3A31%3A00-07%3A00&max-results=7

Here's a few adorable pictures of our sweet, beautiful, simply-perfect-in-every way Lucy.

Our little angel sure does like to bite. When she draws blood, I'm not sure if it's because she likes the sound of our screams, or the taste. Either way, she's only really gone after us, so we know that she's expressing her yet unspoken love.

Our little dear also delights in weilding sharp objects. We've tried taking them away, but I just can't stand it when she cries. God's children are meant to be happy. Her squeals of joy are worth every trip to the ER.

And she's such a quick learner! Mommy got her a set of ninja throwing stars for her 14 month birthday and my has she developed some skills. All four of those were on target and one of them managed to punture Daddy's lung! Who could ask for a better daughter? Well, I guess everyone else could.

I thougt all these pictures came out well in B&W. It's like she's hurting people back in the fifties!

If only daddy really had been coated in plastic. It would have kept him from requiring a transfusion.

SO much cuter than smurfette. ROFLMAO!!!!

This one is cool because all you other parents can print it out and then let your less attractive children color it.

It's finished.

See: http://thegreatscotts2.blogspot.com/2008/09/it-is-finished.html

I love my wife. I love how she's always curious and excited and willing to try the same things over and over again. Like beef stroganoff.

But Samantha and I had ourselves a little discussion the other night after the Mrs. went to bed and we decided that enough is enough. We needed to restrict the lady's access to that which tempts her to excess.

We started out by putting locks on the cabinets. Sam was a great help with the drilling while I catalogued the kitchen inventory to make sure the girls would still be able to sustain themselves.

Then we secured the perishables.

This is a doorknob in our house.

And this was what happened.

A poorly thought-out idea.

Becky and I have found ourselves in a bit of a blogging rut. A "blut," if you will. You can only document the day to day or week to week happenstances of your lives for so long before you start to bore yourselves. Not that we think that we're boring, we just find it a little bit unlikely that you people find us so interesting that you want yet another picture of Lucy eating or Sam trying on another pair of pajamas.
So, I think for at least the next few posts we're going to try making fun of our friends a bit. We're going to parody the blogs of our friends, choosing folks from the list on the right. Please don't be offended. We really like all of you. At the very least, it might encourage people to look at the blogs of other people on the list that you might not have looked at otherwise to see who's getting spoofed.

Laundry

Sam wanted to "learn" how to fold laundry with me tonight. Here's how it went:

Me: "Wow Sam, you are doing a really good job. I'm going to let you fold all of your laundry tonight.

Sammy: "TONIGHT?!

Me: "Yeah.
Sammy: "THANKS!"

Musical Lucy

Preschool Drama

First day of Preschool for Sammy Love

Sam's preschool is in a lovely Methodist church that teaches them to sing their prayers and not talk about ghosts on Halloween. Her most memorable moment today:

The boys pushed the wall over and "everything fell off and things could have broken, a lot."

Lucy's reaction to having to stay with Mommy during preschool.

We don't dress the girls alike on purpose, but sometimes the pink just takes over and you have to go with it.

Becky, channelling aliens through her canines.

Lucy doesn't talk yet, but her eyes say it all when you tell her to stop doing something, like sucking on the wet toilet paper she just grabbed from the toilet.

When she does speak:

Better Late than Never:

Later

The Sex

We thought about posting the video of the ultrasound, but then we realized that the thing is 15 minutes long and exceptionally boring. Though I have to admit, I might have gone to the trouble of posting it if it had shown any sign of a penis.

That's right, folks. Three girls for the Tolman household. On the bright side, we're starting to feel like we know what we're doing with girls and we won't have to buy very many clothes and all the females in this family are incredibly good-looking. On the the not-so-bright side, there's already too much damn pink in this house.

But seriously. Girls are lovely. This one will be just lovely as the other two and they'll all run about in their adorable dresses and sing songs about unicorns and love.