Turkey Lurkey Do

Today I hung out at the Wolfe's for Thanksgiving. And I ate many delicious snacks. Including this leaf.

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Fall is here...

Autumn means time for apples.
Waakabee loves apples because they give him energy to boss everyone around.
Cooper loves apples because they're sweet, like him.
Harper loves apples because... well because she's a baby, and babies love apples.

A Note from the Desk of Habaruby

There have been some rumors circulating that I am a very serious baby.

In my defense, I'd like to submit Exhibit A, a photo of me, clearly showing my happy face.

Take that, Trebek.

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Happy Easter!

 

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Summer is Here. I do NOT approve.

 

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Today was a good day

A warm drink, a soft pillow, a quiet conversation with my big brother...

Today was a great day. 

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GT Spring Game!

Cooper wants to know how this man was turned to metal.

Waakabee tells him, "He's just a statue COOPER!" in his most condescending tone.

Ah, brotherly love.

Go Jackets!

Springtime sunshine!

Love my little flower dress! It makes me feel pretty. Not that I need anything more than my own good looks.

 

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Homey say wha?!

Whachu talkin' bout, Daddy?

Hello Me

One of the important things in life to spend a little "face time" with those that you love. Including oneself.

"Hey you!"
"Hi girlfriend!"
"How you been?"
"Great, you know. Sleeping, eating, and pooping! How about you?"
"The same. Cause I'm actually you. And you're talking to yourself."
"I know. Love you!"
"Love you too!"

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Caption contest

Who can come up with a good caption?

So far I have, "You saved how much on car insurance?"

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Hanging with the Po Po

Got mahself arrested for disorderly conduct. I tried to swipe his sidearm, as practice for my deadly ninja moves.

He was not amused.

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Whose crib?

Nap time in the household is best spent together with someone.
Like Lando Catrissian.

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Splish Splash

Does this giant tub make me look fat?

Tonight is a spa night. A girl needs a nice hot bath from time to time.

After a bath, I like to get  a rubdown. (Not the kind you have to pay extra for.)

And then, I pause and reflect on how divine my life is. For I am a sweet, fat, little baby.

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Keep it down, fellas

All this Christmas hubbub...can't a girl get some sleep?

This is what Christmas is really like

As each gift is opened, we instantly evaluate it's worth and value. We then
catalog them in order of importance, and gravitate to the ones we like most.
In order:
1. Pokemon DS game
2. Megazord/Star Wars ship
3. Legos

And then... we GAME!

Catching up for the public

For those who missed out on the email blasting this weekend, here's a summary page of what went out...

Check out Harper's first video!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Our New Sister

Well turns out that mom doesn't have a giant tumor in her midsection. She truly had a tiny human inside. (As you may deduce, I was skeptical.)

Harper came into the world this weekend, NOT ON SCHEDULE. I reminded my parents of this frequently. i will continue to do so until they get the point that I, your Waakabee, have things to do. Birthing secondary siblings is not a valid excuse for forgetting to take me to Yogli Mogli. I want my damned tasty treat. Now.

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Nursery Ready for #3

Mom and Dad have prepared the sleeping chambers for #3 Dyson. She better like Purple. And girly stuff. They worked "hard" on the room and are "proud" of the results. I don't know if I'd go that far. Coop says he likes it. What an ass-kisser.

Anyway, I look forward to a new minion, since Cooper didn't quite turn out to be who I wanted. He has too much spunk and chutzpah. I asked for someone malleable, docile, and loyal. Instead I got someone stubborn, free-willed, and with a giant head. Once again, my parents have let me down.

Let's hope for their sakes #3 turns out as requested.

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Punkin time

My portly pater familias has carved a delightful Georgia Tech pumpkin, in honor of our crushing defeat of Clemson.

A game, which we are told, was incredible to behold.

A game which, we have heard, was an instant classic.

A game to which neither of us was taken.

My parents chose to go it alone, and "have fun" with their college buddies. WE on the other hand were left with outsourced child rearing, getting all of the same discipline and structure and none of the love. In my parents' defense, they "deserved" a night out and had been looking forward to seeing their friends and reconnecting. Yeah. As if.

I'm sure that their "reconnection" really just amounted to everyone sitting around and lamenting the fact that they are old, tired, and in my father's case, paunchy.

Thanks Mom and Dad. Tomorrow I will be sure to eat so much candy that I go into a sugar shock, spasm, soil myself, and collapse. Just to watch you clean it all up. How's that for a connection?

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First Day of School. Again.

My fat father keeps up this charade that going to school on the first day is somehow important and notable. I did this last year. My world didn't change. I received no cash sign-on bonus with golden parachute kicker. No endorsement deals landed from Staples, Gymboree, or Pottery Barn Kids (despite conspicuously sporting all their gear). I didn't even get a free handgun upon check in. I thought this was America?

And to think - my porky pater familias makes this much hubub about a PUBLIC school?! Given my home state's stellar reputation for public education he is really leaving me out for the wolves. He might as well throw me in a back alley in pick-any-crappy-city with naught but a pencil, a peanut butter sandwich, and a sign on my back that says, "Free for the taking." I mean, I fully expect to wind up water boarded, turned into a drug mule, branded with a Confederate flag, and/or given scabies. All on the first day.

Then again...

I can think of no better forge in which to shape and temper the finest weapon known to the history of mankind, as I am sure to be. In order to bring about your Hobbesian future, I shall sacrifice myself. Out of the fires of this plebeian pipsqueak prison shall rise your future ruler and deity, the Waakabee. Bring it on, Cobb County.

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My name is Cooper and I'm a Mac

Some kids have blankies, some have teddy bears. I have my iPad.
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