Thinking: the "learn to aim, please" edition.

All I am saying is that you need aim a little better when you pee. I was not impressed to sit on a toilet covered in pee and I bet you will not be impressed when I forcibly remove your genitalia. JUST SAYING.

It's an Easter Photo Post!

It's Easter. I spent the afternoon hanging out with Zeb. Here is the fruit of our labors:
The pear trees are blooming!



I don't know what kind of tree this is, but it starts spring with these beautiful pinkish/reddish blossoms.



I am kind of obsessed with the panoramic feature on my camera...



This is a shot of the backyard:



And here is one of Lola being pretty!



Zeb is a show off...



Lola is toasty!



Me: Zeb, why are you so sweaty?
Zeb: What? I'm a child! I sweat!



Here is Zeb, hanging out in the graveyard.



I love this picture...I wish it had come out better. I posted it anyway just because I love the way it feels.



My camera is conducive to creepin:



The next four are of Zeb riding straight toward me as fast as he could...









He was going so fast, I could not zoom out...and I was freaking out and saying "DON'T RUN ME OVER! DON'T RUN ME OVER!"

Happy Easter, everyone!

It's another photo post!

I bought a digital camera a few weeks ago (months ago? It was February-ish, I think), and I have played with it some but not really taken the time to sit down and really work with it and see what's what. Here are a few pics I've taken with it over the past few weeks.

This is one of Shelby jumping on my bed.



I love the way her hair is all around her face!  And her smile! That girl is melting the ice caps!

This is one Zeb took...



I think he's a little young for those myspace angles, but they work for him. Also, I am soul-crushingly awkward.

This is one I took in the backyard as it was coming up a cloud.



A few minutes later, the sky opened up and soaked us!

This is one of CC. I find it very difficult to get a picture of her smiling. It's not that she doesn't smile, it's just that she won't hold the face long enough for the picture to take.



It's worth it when you get it, though, isn't it?

And last, but not least, here is one I took of Zeb.



That kid gets mad air, right?

It's a photo post!

Zeb is totally obsessed with playing brickbreaker on my BlackBerry. He loves this game. If I am not using my phone or taking a nap or something, I will let him play with it. Today, I was going through the pictures on my phone and I found these:













Good GRACIOUS! I love those kids.

The Mole.

Zeb and I were hanging out the other day, smarting off to one another, when we had one of the most epic exchanges of dialogue I have ever had in my real life. I am not sure what he said to me, but I sarcastically told him, "yeah? Tell me something I DON'T know," to which he replied WITHOUT MISSING A BEAT, "you have a mole on the back of your neck." That little, lying, sack of shit. I love him.

Mermaids

Zeb: There was this girl who was born with mermaid syndrome.
Me: Oh really?
Zeb: Yeah, that means she only has one leg.
Me: Yeah, that happens sometimes.
Zeb: The doctors said she wouldn't live 72 hours. She just had her 10th birthday!
Me: That's awesome! Is she in your class?
Zeb: WHAT?! NO! I saw her on OPRAH!!!!

How to Ensure I Will Adore You Forever

Bring home the second book in a series of children's books from your elementary school library for me to read. 

The heart wants what the heart wants.

Me: We should have some hot chocolate.

Zeb: I can make it.

Me: Are you sure? I can totally make it.

Zeb: No, I can do it! ::beat:: Do you want marshmallows?

Me: Follow your heart, little man. Follow your heart.

Stinky and Delicious

Samantha keeps yelling across the house that Zeb smells like tacos. And burritos.

Samantha: Zeb, why do you smell like tacos? And burritos?
Zeb: Because you're an idiot.

I love this family.

Maturity is for suckers.

Me: Zeb, you are a buttface. You know what that means?

Zeb: What?

Me: It means your face looks like a butt! HURR HURR HURR!!!!