Happy Birthday to me

 

a little treat

Every once in a while, the world seems fit to give me a little treat.
I just heard Cracker on the radio perform Happy Birthday to Me.
Love that song

We went into Philly today to look at furniture for A's room. Soon she'll have to give up the ol' bed nee' crib. We went to Karl's which has a showroom of kid's stuff, which was just nicer to sift through than the one thing at Ethan Allen and then to Raymoor Flannigan for the other thing and then to the other store for the other one... so Karl's is where we were. I think we spent about 45 minutes there. Laur found something she liked from EJ Furniture. Annabel has demanded that the furniture be blue. Annabel would paint the world blue, the sky blue and the ocean blue if she could. I guess she's lucky that most of that is already taken care of for her.

After furniture browsing we strolled over to Washington Square Park (apparantly, there's one in Philly too), and we ran around the fountain several times and paid our respects to GW and his crew.

Corn on the cob

We all had dinner outside on the deck last night, Nernbergers and corn on the cob and a romaine and cucumber salad. At the beginning of the meal, we heard this wooshing sound like somebody had some industrial gas-powered grill or maybe i heard the sound of a butane crawfish boil burner. It was overhead, though. We looked up from the umbrella over the table and 30 feet above the house was a hotair balloon. I wish I had had the camera at that point. Annabel looked up and started shouting out all the colors she saw on the balloon.

Near the end of dinner last night, she just picked up a remaining ear and went to town.

Happy 4th of July!

monkey

Annabel hangin out at play park... i mean, kid's castle.
She really likes being off the ground

Annabel was perfect on the plane ride down to LA... can't ask for anything better.


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And she jumped right into the Easter Egg hunt just like Dora the Explorer taught her

back in the swing

down in LA for easter and it was perfection to be home for a nice long weekend... did i say home? it never ceases to amaze me that I refer to LA as home sometimes. It's been over 10 years since I lived there, and I have my own house with a wife and child way, way far away from louisiana. And yet, there in sentence number 1, I referred to it as home.
It was just A and I down for the holiday since Laur was/is a bit impaired. She has "a boo-boo on her back" is what the little girl would say. So, I have to post some pictures, and they are some very cute pictures, but unfortunately, they're back at home? on the computer.