Tuesday, February 28, 2012
And Nate Berkus is my idol.
If only all of Mom's projects for me could be finished so quickly and easily...
We're supposed to be hanging hooks in my kitchen for some of my stuff, which might involve Dad. Mom thought a hanging pot rack would be overkill. And might make walking treacherous for the folks over 3 feet tall.
Nonsense Smonsense. But I don't know if my drill and hammer will get the job done, so I might have to go with Mom's idea.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
We practice talking. It rocks but is kind of a short visit. One of the first things Miss Ellen got me to say, possibly inadvertently, was "Oh noooo." It's funny when she says it so I tried to copy her. Now I just parrot whatever anyone says:
Mom: Marcus, what would you like for lunch today?
Marcus: Lunch today?!
Mom: Would you like toast with butter or a peanut butter sandwich?
Marcus: Toast with butter. Cinnamon. Peanut butter sandwich. Toast with Butter. Peanut Butter.
Mom: Ok, which one?
Marcus: Ok ok ok.
Amazingly, Mom does finally figure out which one I want.
She has the special decoder ring.
It was particularly useful before I could say hun-gee (hungry) -- I would say ha ha. You can imagine the confusion this caused.
Regardless, we really have Miss Ellen to thank for a lot of my progress. She's pretty great and is a major highlight in my week.
|Showing Dad where to drill|
|Back to the real work|
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
|Also known as "Stinky fa-meen-goes"|
Saturday, February 18, 2012
What better way to spend a rainy Saturday, right? At least it wasn't raining on Friday during the tire change part. Mom was at step 7 before she realized that she might need "adult supervision." It's probably a good thing she doesn't have that much first hand knowledge of tire changing. The manual actually leaves out a couple key steps, so thank goodness for neighbors.
* it may have been more than a moment. Though it did only take the tire about 2 minutes to deflate to the level of pancake. Nothing slow about this leak, folks.
**there may be some beer involved. Hey, it's New Orleans. And it's Mardi Gras. We serve beer after road races, so the involvement of beer shouldn't come as a surprise.
Saturday, February 11, 2012
We ate muffins and bananas. It was delicious.