Charlie Rides Shotgun

I love when mom brings Charlie to help pick me up. He makes a great sidekick. All the other kids are mad jealous because I have the fluffiest dog!
True story - the other day we left him in the car at Publix. He jumped out and followed us inside!

A Relaxing Bath

Nothing soothes like a long soak. I like to do it completely submerged.

Even better, I like to bathe while reclining on my own personal chaise: Waakakbee.

That is all...

Italy can suck it

One of the best parts about the 4th of July is the resurrection of old timey songs. These songs are quaint and remind us that colonial Americans had little to do other than sit around and make catchy jingles.

A lot of these songs need to be updated, however. Take "Yankee Doodle" for instance. The comment about "macaroni" is outmoded. What have the Italians done for us? Except maybe roll over every single time we've fought against or with them in the last 100 years.

I say we celebrate instead the greatness that is America, and pay homage to that most tasty tuber, the potato.


That is all..

Fire works go boom...

Yes, fireworks go boom and Walker has used his first curse word correctly - mark your calenders folks, 7/4/09. As someone who learned every curse word from her own parents, we try to be very careful around the boys. But, last night, as we were leaving the Marietta fireworks with a line of cars both in front and behind us, Walker comes up with, "Look at all the damn cars." Well, hmm, okay. How does one respond? There were a lot of damn cars in front of us and behind us. So, we did what any good parent does and lied. We told Walker he can't use that word until he's 25 or the police will arrest him.

Seemed to work.

Can I have some privacy please?

Mom here - tonight walker announced he needed to poopie and asked me for help. But once I got him up on the potty, he looked at me and said, "Can I have some privacy, please?" Well, needless to say - shocked but at least he was polite about it. I'm still needed though - not three minutes later, "I'm doooooooooooooonee." I wish he would learn to wipe his own bum.

- mom out

Red, White and Hot

Who wears a glittered hat, is covered in ice cream and hums Yankee Doodle? We do!

On Thursday, Cooper and I participated in Primrose of Providence Pavillion's 3rd annual 4th of July parade. We wore fancy hats, had ice cream and went home early. All in all, not a bad day.

Once Cooper saw Mommy, he chose not to pleasure the masses with his parading skills. Rather, he modeled his hat for the young ladies in my class.

Cooper has Moved

Because the Wakkabee and I share many of our experiences together, we, in a show of solidarity, have decided to share blog space. Don't fret, monkeys! You will still get more than one side of the story. I can't let that princess make me out to be the bad guy...

Happy 4th!

Water Babies

Mom here - To celebrate our Nation's independence, our friends invited us to their pool for a little splishy splashy.

I give you a few tidbits I learned from this experience:

1. Walker is infatuated with scuba divers. We are not sure where this infatuation came from, but it's there and it's strong. Walker insisted on wearing a board suit that was purchased for him two years ago for our vacation to Lake Placid. All I can say is, you should have seen it before I cut out the floaty inserts to make a little more room for him in the crotch area.



How's that suit treatin' ya, Scuba Steve?


2. Cooper is fearless. He invented a new game last night which consisted of him walking to the side of the pool and just stepping in, assuming (or maybe not) someone would be there to catch him. He got a nice cut on his eyebrow which will probably scar a la Luke Perry (think the 90210 years and not the full frontal shot from Oz).