Mr. Brown can Moo... Can You?

Have you entered Jill's Dr. Seuss contest? I did!

Rules are posted here:
http://www.beatyourowndrum.com/blog/jillian/jillianboehme.html

The winner gets a signed copy of her book My Lima Beans Are Allergic to My Spoon plus their entry will be showcased on Jill's blog.

The contents end at midnight on December 2nd, so hurry and get your entry in!

Goodbye Bubba I love you

Upon our return home from our Thanksgiving trip to DramaMama's parents, I discovered that the Bear's favorite fishy in the tank "Bubba" had died.

Bubba has been ill for a few weeks, and we were surprised he held on as long as he did.

The Bear has been fascinated with Bubba's impending demise and asked frequently if Bubba was dead yet.

I scooped poor Bubba out of the tank, and as I placed in him in a plastic cup, I heard a sad little voice to my side, "Goodbye Bubba."

We have been preparing the Bear for this by telling him that soon we are going to have to send Bubba to see Jesus, and that he will be swimming in Jesus's fish tank now.

As we approached the porcelain graveyard, the Bear requested a last look at his dear little fishy. "Goodbye Bubba, I love you." It was both cute and sad.

As we sent Bubba for the swirly swim, the Bear remained by my side, and watched as his friend went on his way to see Jesus.

It passed surprisingly fast, however. By the time we were back in the living room he was already talking about getting a really big Bubba. Perhaps Santa will bring a really big Bubba for a little Bear.

This evening at our family's annual cookie train build, I told Kayden to tell his cousin about Bubba. I said, "Where did Bubba go?" I was intending for him to respond, "To live with Jesus." But in true kid fashion, he replied, "In the potty."

The Day After The Night Before

This morning I was wrapped up in the comforter until all hours of the day, while DramaMama and her friend arose in the wee ones to join the stampede that is the day after Thanksgiving.

They plan their excursions much like the military does in the war room. Newspaper ads organized by category, store, color, and recycle content. Detailed maps of the layout of the city, Hummers gassed and running... okay I made that up, but you get the idea. Extensive lists of must-haves and gonna-haves. With 20-30 empty slots for the didnt-know-I-gotta-haves.

Upon her return, a special glow radiated from her face, then meeting my eyes, she sheepishly said, "I spent a lot of money."

I twitched my head to the side, signifying that it went without saying that our account lost some serious weight today.

"But I bought you a belt!"

Dastardly Deeds!

Just when you thought it was safe to do dishes again!

This morning as I was innocently cleaning up after a nutritious breakfast of Cheerios and Frosted Mini Weeds (as the Bear calls them), I fell victim to a vile perpetration!

I gathered the various bowls from locations throughout the house. (Mommy had breakfast in bed).

I moved dutifully into the kitchen...

I returned the cereal boxes to their proper homes...

I approached the sink with intention to rinse all remaining cereal bits and milk goo down the drain...

I reach for the handle to turn on the faucet...

I lift it, and hear the sound of water...

Odd... No water is coming out of the tap!

"Arooo?" I say out loud.

I suddenly become aware of pressure and dampness in my stomach region.

"WHOA!" is shouted to none listening.

I slam the handle back down and survey the situation...

Using my sharp skills as detective, I quickly find the solution to the mystery...

Our 15 year-old, formerly known as Vegan Boy, (now to be known as DogHouse Boy) had a friend over last night and out of the kindness of our hearts we ordered them pizza. How do they repay me?

By taping the handle of the sprayer down!

You Know it Had to Happen!

You always knew there would come a time when Daniel Radcliffe would be too old to continue playing the role of Harry Potter.

Weezil Breezes has an exclusive from Warner Brothers that Daniel has also become too expensive for their tastes.

Beginning with Book 6 which was recently released to the world, the new actor will be none other than...



Cheeziel Radcliffe aka Hairy Potter

Please note that contracts are not yet finalized, but the source, though a little woolley, seemed somewhat reliable.

All proceeds from movie 6 Hairy Potter and the Half-Blade Prince will go towards children's literacy in Wagadoogoo.

Signs of the Times... They are changing

These days, kids continually show us how things are so different from when we were their age.

Recently, the Bear with amazing clarity, dated me back into the stone-age.

As kids do, he came bopping through the house singing a fun little children's song.

How cute you say... What was he singing?

"Pop goes the internet"

The Weezil Comes Out of the Closet... The Blogging Boss as Well! Sheesh, and Now Jillian! AW GEEZ! Wendy is in on it TOO!

Could it be... is it so????

Is CheezWeezil really.....

CheezWill Riker?



Well, I did make a pretty convincing Riker back in the day, but... I have a confession to make...



I did the "Face Off" thing here...



Sorry Jill... I couldn't find a real picture of me as Riker. But amazingly enough, I found one of Eric as Jean-Luc Picard!



Hey Eric... This one was in the bottom of my sock drawer:



Wendy: I didn't want to leave you out... I hope you aren't horrified by the result ;)



Shane: You were going to be Geordi, but your picture is too dang small!

JILL!

You do realize I couldn't let something like that get by me! HAR HAR HAR



Hover your mouse over the picture but dont click. He he he!

Bowling With The Bug

Several years ago, I bowled on a bowling league with people from work, and would sometimes take the Bug with me.

He loved to see the pins fly and would do his own pretend bowling. He walked up to the foul line (without a ball), stood there for a second or two, then flung his right arm up in the air, then ran back.

One day, he had to have bowling shoes like dad. I went to the counter and the smallest size they had was a size 9, the Bug wore size 3. I got them anyway. The shoes were so big that I put his feet in there with his regular shoes still on. They looked like clown shoes, but he was happy.

Clicky Shoes

One day when the Bug was relatively new to walking, I took him to the mall to do some window shopping.

As we were walking toward the store, a lady passed us wearing shoes that made a very distinct sound. The Bug was immediately drawn to the sound and figured out where it was coming from.

He thought that it was pretty funny that the lady's shoes made noise and decided he would make some noise with his shoes too. He assumed an ape-like stance and very animatedly and deliberately began taking giant steps in an attempt to make his little tenny runners do the clicky sound.