Sunday, July 27, 2008

there's a monster under my bed

cornflower loves to sleep under our bed. sometimes she'll just go under there when we are all upstairs hanging out. we'll completely forget that she's under there and come downstairs. about 10 minutes later we might hear a soft tapping at the baby gate blocking the stairs at the bottom and a quiet whimper. sure enough, there she is at the gate waiting for us to open it. other times she'll sneak up there without us knowing and she'll just suddenly pop out from the under bed while folding laundry or making the bed. she's not a small dog, mind you. she's about 45 pounds, fairly solid. she's definitely caught me off guard a few of those times when she just jumps out from underneath the bed.

we've always joked that she's our blue monster under the bed. lately we've been wondering if maybe we should stop calling her that. otherwise, how would we ever convince antonio that there's no such thing as monsters under the bed?

my apologies... the lady in the pew in front of us at church a few weeks ago. it never crossed my mind that he might tickle the feet of the person kneeling in front of us.

Friday, July 18, 2008


if you clean their hands first they will inevitably get them dirty again by putting them on the tray you haven't yet cleaned.

if you clean the tray first, they will inevitably get it dirty by putting their not yet cleaned hands on the tray.

so which do you clean first?

Wednesday, July 09, 2008


Today as I rode up to the office on my bike I realized that I had forgotten to pack a pair of socks. Oops, so far I have been able to remember everything I need until this morning. At least it was only socks not something more important and more readily apparent than socks.