Every good and perfect gift is from above...James 1:17

Thursday, May 30, 2013

A Doggone Good Pawty

My Daiser wanted a Puppy Party for her 5th birthday.  So a Puppy Pawty it was.
Everybody made puppy ears.
All good puppies know some tricks.  It was Frito Pie's job to teach us.  She taught the kiddos to shake, sit, roll over, play dead, and catch a treat in the air.
But that silly dog forgot where she left her bones.  We had to go on a treasure hunt to find them.
That was followed up by a game of Doggy Doggy Where's Your Bone.
Next everyone went to the pound to adopt their very own puppy.
Finally it was cake time.
Daisy decided to eat her cake from her puppy bowl like a real puppy.
Here is the new bor-run baby she's been wanting.  
Daisy's Grandmas and Grandpas were here to celebrate.
And some of her friends, too.
Yes, like it or not, our Daisy is turning 5.  
No bones about it!

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

'Cause We're Just That Nerdy

Yes.  We Segwayed in our own hometown.

Friday, May 24, 2013


On Family Fun Stadium Run day a friend asked how long we were going to run.  Zeke just looked at her blankly and answered, "Until they're finished."  Duh.

When he was playing a computer game he was thinking out loud.  "That's cray-cray.  No really.  That's hard."
As we were watching the news Abe commented that you have to be careful because you don't know who to trust.  Without skipping a beat The Daiser added, "You can trust Jesus!"

"Sister, friend, Mom?"  That's the question Daisy asks me several times a day.  So we play like I am one of the three, and yes, I sometimes pretend that I'm her mom.  Then we decide if the baby has been born yet or if she's getting ready to have it.  Are we having a baby shower or visiting her in the hospital?  Sometimes she gives me the gifts to give to her that she's going to 'unwrap' at her shower.  She always acts very surprised and thankful for my thoughtfulness.
This little pickle has a crazy big vocabulary.  However, just as his father, he is a man of few words at a time.  Upon walking in on Daddy as he was getting into the shower he pointed at The Pop's nekked buttocks and said, "HA HA!"

At the nursing home he was looking through a photo album.  He would point at the people in the pictures, who were all probably in their 80s and 90s, and say, "There's a daddy.  There's a mommy."

Finally, we are in the middle of potty training.  One day he went big potty and I told him wow, that was a monster turd.  So every time he poos he now tells me, "Monster turd."

Saturday, May 11, 2013

Daisy The Graduate

Daisy is proud to say that she is officially a pre-k graduate.
And I am proud of my sweet, fun, smart and feisty little girl, whom I love dearly.

Sunday, May 05, 2013

The Case of the Missing Turd

WARNING:  The following post is not for the faint hearted.

We are currently potty training at our house, without much success.  We may or may not have had a turd on the floor.  Upon returning from the toilet said turd may or may not have been missing and the dog may or may not have been responsible for alleged missing turd.
If you visit Casa de Daniels, if I were you I wouldn't kiss the dog.