Snoopy

Winter Stories, Part IV

It's not Spring yet! The weather man told me Spring is not official until 7:21 p.m. tonight.

So I can still post winter stories! Not that Spring would stop me from pushing terrible reminders of this past Winter in your faces.  Oh no, I'm evil enough to do such a thing.  In fact, I think it's rather expected of me...

Anyway, for a couple of days last week, the winter brought a deluge of water.  There were rainy days - super rainy days! - that left our basements flooded.

BH had an unexpected day off from school and H1 stayed home to take care of the wee one.

The wee one decided that his day would be best spent with rain boots on, sitting in the middle of the Great Winter Flood of 2011.

Stay there...wee one? Puppy? Stay there!

Uhh...I thought we told you to stay there...

Looks like, the wee one puppy saved itself.  Which is good because even though we were inclined to save it, we would rather spend our time taking pictures of the carnage first.

Rule 1: Pictures first.  Saving later.

Winter Stories, Part III

Being pulled around by Momma on the some freshly fallen snow is the life.

A snowball fight with said Momma armed with giant snowballs is also the life.

Shaking the heck out of some tree is probably the best reward life has to offer...

...Well you know, not so much for the tree's life actually.

A Lobster Fest

Lobsters may look delicious in theory their tanks.

But crabs are the superior tasting claw fierce creatures.

Winter Stories, Part II

It's hard being BH.

There are wardrobes to consider, and expectations to be met.

Hoping that some girls will pass by, see you and take your picture is one such expectation.  He's right though, you know.

Cellphone

And a shovel?

Get this kid some fan girls.

Coolness should not be allowed to go unseen.

Winter Stories, Part I

This Winter has not passed without some sort of hi jinks.

For instance, here's a story about two deer that you may not have known.

Do you see that there? Those are deer tracks from two deer.

Two? you may ask.

Yes, that is what I was told.

So what exactly happened to these two deer?

Well, as it was told to me, one went one way...and the other made his escape via jumping over the fence.  The fence is not close to the tree mind you, so I can assure those were some true acrobatics performed by said deer.

Also, the deer that went the other way? I'm not sure how it managed but I can also tell you that there was no deer hiding in his little house.  That deer was gifted with Phantasm.

Or perhaps it was gifted with the power of Gopher-ism and burrowed into the ground there?

We may never know.

Sad Meal

A'Face wanted a sad meal.

Angelo: What's a sad meal? Don't you mean a Happy Meal from McDonald's?
A'Face: Well, I don't need the toy because I have too many already, so I want a sad meal.

What a clown.

Uh...a sad clown?