Here are some photos of Matt's moroncycle accident.

Matt's not feeling so great.

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Voici quelques photos du nouveau.


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Grace: (to the family) "Let's see if Colt understands what we're saying"

She puts her face about 5 inches away from the dozing infant.

Grace: "We're going to throw you off a cliff tomorrow."

The baby stirs and opens his eyes.

Grace: "He opened his eyes. He understands."

Salut la famille! Voici les photos du nouveau bebe, qui s'appele 'Colt Joseph'. Il pese 3.0 kg et il est 51 cm. Comme vous pouvez voir, il a beaucoup de cheveux.

Dans ce photo, il est juste sorti de maman.

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We have a new baby born, born May 29th, 2009 at 4:57 pm. Like all the other spawn we've created, he's covered in gobs of hair. At this point, we still don't have a name.

Nous avons un nouveau bebe, ne le 29 mai 2009 a 16h57. Comme tous les autres enfants de notre famille, il est sorti avec beaucoup de cheveux. Nous n'avons pas deja choisi un

Flynn: (in a serious tone) "I have some bad news."
Me: "What's the bad news?"
Flynn: "I drank all the orange juice."
Me: "?"
Flynn: "And I want some more."

Gretchen didn't want to post this, for fear of offending someone. However, I found it funny and memorable enough that I didn't want it to be forgotten...

Gretchen: (attempting to get Grace out of bed in the morning) " Come on, time to wake up. Upsy daisy!"

Grace: "Up your daisy."

I walked in the front door from a long day of work yesterday, and Grace walked up and threw some empty wrappers in my face. She said "April Fools" and then ran away.

I need pictures and videos of miniature Carmacks.

A few years back, my parents were starting to become interested in the “Information Superhighway” that they’d read so much about in their outdated, paper-based, daily news journals. Perhaps shy of their ignorance, they would ask about the “specs” of a desirable computer, and would swallow whatever nonsense I kicked back at them. Using terms they ( Read more... )