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Sticks be damned

Grandma: One, two, buckle my...
Cael: Shoe!
Grandma: Three, Four, open the...
Cael: Door!
Grandma: Five, Six, pick up...
Cael: Mess!

I'm such a proud mama.
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Life Imitates Art

Go, Rescue Pack!

Obviously, I have been watching enough Go, Diego, Go! that I, too, have become an animal rescuer.

Authorities are still trying to determine whether it was accidental or attempted suicide, but one way or another, Medusa got herself sucked into the tank filter this morning. I walked by and saw her stretched into a skinny pink tube and all her arms were down the black hole.

Because I don't have a super backpack, camera, and interactive audience, I had to resort to Google to help me remedy this crisis. In what some would call a "duh" solution, my research concluded that I needed to turn the filter off. This, according to the world wide webs, may only be the first step. It could possibly be followed by dismantling and prying. I was not looking forward to that portion of the program.

I couldn't find a switch for the filter, but I yanked the plug out of the wall and the tank powered off. Medusa slowly slid back out and balled up into the fetal position. No arms appear to have been severed. Medical teams are standing by. I hope. Maybe. Do vets attend to invertebrates?

The good news is - two more saves and Diego will make me an official Animal Rescuer!
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Brush, brush, brush!

Four out of five dentists agree: Cael is an awesome brusher of teeth.



The fifth dentist thinks that one should use a Tigger instead.



I'm not convinced the fifth dentist is wrong.
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Fun in the Sun






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Xtreme Tank Living

We've got some sort of black fungus stuff growing in the aquarium. Fish dude says it comes from tap water and will eventually work itself out... or something. I tend to tune that out and let Ryan handle it. (Don't judge me! It was part of the deal!) It looks unappealing, to say the least. Kind of like the tank is in a bad industrial area where the buildings are all decrepit and smudged with soot. It's definitely the wrong side of the tracks.

And to add to the sociological degradation of our fish society, Drab is now walking around in Alabastor's shell. Which is both frightening and really, really creepy.

So, for those keeping tally, of the seven life-forms that once inhabited the tank, two are swimming in that giant toilet bowl in the sky, and one is wearing the deceased's skivvies. I'll give him props for the upgrade - his shell was boringly colored and sporting a giant hole - but minus points for total lack of class.
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Maravilloso!

And, because he's obviously already mastered the english language, we move on to spanish!

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The Fam

Ryan and Allie
Cael | 10
Finn | 8
Declan | 6

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