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We're waiting for Mama outside Hoover Elementary after a huge screw up over rides and cars and what not. All better now, but it kinda sucked. Aizay is shown here basking in the warm glow of the Hoover sign.
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Just a little poop story.

Once upon a time, there was a little girl named Coraline.  She loved to be forgo clothing (I'm trying to prevent this story from attracting unsavory Internet types, here).  If no-one was looking, she would remove her vestments and run around the house au naturale.  This has resulted in the poorly sealed floors of their home being impregnated with urine in a number of spots, a fact which their parents don't plan on advertising to prospective homebuyers someday.

One day, Coraline was, as usual, running around in her birthday suit.  Suddenly, she decided she had to go, and it wasn't pee this time.  Now Coraline, having a fastidious nature uncoupled from actual fastidious habits, could have used the potty right next to her, but...well, she's working on that.  Instead, she put on a pullup, did her business, and then removed it.  All without telling her parents.  She continued to play.

Her mother discovered a poop-filled diaper on the floor of the playroom, very close to the proper poop receptacle. The end.  We're leaving off the cleaning details, because you can imagine.

He burns at the center of time...

...but luckily they have a cream for that now.

Who's scarier?

Aizay calls this his "Journal of Impossible Things"

Don't blink!

nice sideburns

The doctor's new companion?

Does anyone have any ideas about what is happening in this last photo?

Coraline's rude and ungrateful guide to trick-or-treating

1. Refuse to wear the Halloween costume your mother sewed for you.
2. Push your brother out of the way as the door opens.
3. Remain completely silent for the duration of the time that the homeowner is present. No pleases and thank yous allowed.
4. Ignore the candy offered and instead grab for the candy bowl.
5. After the door closes, turn around and softly say, "Trick or Treat".
6. Run along the sidewalk toward the next house with your fist in the air, yelling, "MORE CANDY!"

-Christine

He's 904 years old...

...yet he looks younger and younger with each regeneration.
Just in time for Halloween, the doctor's psychic paper says, "John Smith, United States Candy Inspector General".
Doctor, your voice is different (and higher pitched), and yet its arrogance is unchanged.
He is so going to unlock you.

MMMMmmm. Pizza

Aizay made me a fake pizza with my favorite toppings.
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A little bit of running, a little walking & a whole lot of kvetching

My son completed the Run For the Schools 1 mile run/walk. For the first quarter mile, he ran, for the second quarter he walked fast, for the 3rd quarter he whined and walked slowly and stopped to rest. And finally for the last quarter he got upset because he thought he was going to come in last (behind the handicapped boy)-so he sped up-a little.

Conclusion: he is not a natural athlete.

She's 2 years old. How did that happen?

Happy Birthday Coraline!

Okay, it's two days early, but Christine was making birthday cupcakes for her classmates and decided to go all Martha on it. This is deliciously out of character.
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