4 Seconds A Day: August 2014

it's gonna get more boring from here, maybe

The Papasan Is A Snuggly Thing

(from August 15th)

With Yuula at Gma & Gpa's house, we had the evening to ourselves. We filled Aesop full of tranquilizers and took to the backyard where we utilized our 15 foot screen to do, what else...

play Mario Kart.

I won.

Then we watched E.T. Or at least tried to. Laura has never seen it, you see, and it was shaping up to be a wonderfully lovely evening of relaxation and backyard movie theatering when.... that bastard power grid blows. And we got nothing.

E.T. will have to wait another 30 years.

They Came From The South

They made it! Safe and sound and in record time. The girls started playing together pretty much immediately and within 90 seconds had destroyed the living room. That'll teach us to clean for company. After a hearty dinner (traveling gives one a hankering) the girls, as there were and will be expected to do, broke out into a fairly serious dance party. Many styles were demonstrated, from hip hop to ballet to jazz and then something resembling a cross between capoeira and dizzy bat. I was thrilled to see Yuula learn some new moves and just happy to get the night off from performing myself. I'm gonna enjoy the next couple days.

Madison also schooled everyone on Mario Kart. Yuula was amazed at her skill.

Today we're going to try and get in some egg hunt and local browsing. That's if the rain holds off.

Sunday Never Hesitates

I know the lyric is "Sunday always comes too late" but I found this one more appropriate. I was gonna throw some photos up from the weekend. Just let me.



We had the Hartsuikers over. The boys played Mario Kart and Laura & I finally found someone who was worse at it than us. Of course they're 2 and 5 but that shouldn't factor in. We ate English muffin pizzas and apple cider donuts. They actually worked well together. Let's do it again soon. Whatcha doing tomorrow?



We settled in for what would be an early evening of Dexter and probably some kale soup when I got a call from my father that my brother had been admitted to the hospital. He had woken up early in the morning with quite a high fever and was not feeling himself. With his history of medical issues it was quickly determined that the ER would be best and off they went. So after calling Melissa we decided our efforts would be best put to use visiting. We had heard he was not doing well and quite out of his mind. I didn't expect much of a visit, but instead got a the full-on 3rd degree about my new car and the status of our debilitated truck and witnessed his classic nurse abuse. So it was safe to say he was feeling better. From what I've heard today his recovery is coming right along, and should be moved out of the ICU soon. It was good to feel like our visit was welcome and we even got to spend a little time with the new nephew Dylan, who Yuula just finds hilarious.

Final Images Of A Decade

happy new year