Those darn pioneer ancestors

Ten points if you know which book the above title is a chapter.

We just crossed only three states with a thermoelectric cooler, gps, mp3 player, two smart phones, and air conditioning. I would not have made a good pioneer.

Liam the cross dresser

Liam lets me know he's ready to go outside by bringing me his shoes, but sometimes I have to tell him no. So he puts on shoes himself. He just doesn't get the right pair sometimes.

Alana discovers the star

On the play gym is a star that sings and lights up. You can set it so it will start playing whenever it's jostled. Alana discovered very early, just like her brother, that she can kick it to get it going.

Liam, Alana, and the car seat

Liam likes to think of the infant car seat as a perfectly sized rocking chair for him.

Liam has become obsessed with buckles recently

I love the look Alana is giving Liam right here, like she's ready to bite his nose.

First trip to the zoo

These are pictures from the first disastrous zoo trip:

Monkey meets monkey

Liam with his cousin, cousins-in-law (what else you do call them?), and Faith's mom.

All these animals and the creek was more interesting

Alana's opinion of the whole thing

Liam's paparazzi shot

Alana discovers her bouncer

Spaghetti-Os and Chajang myun

What's it like growing up in a Korean American household? You get doubly dirty!

Alana asleep

I love the belly shirt in this one

How I am a bad mother

I was cooking dinner one day and I watched Liam sneak my bulb of garlic off the counter. This is what happened:

Don't feel too bad. He went back for a second bite.

Elmo comes to play

I told about how when we got pictures done, the photographer had a stuffed Elmo that Liam latched onto. We had to leave it there, but then Elmo came our house:

Inspection

Finally acceptance

Watching Elmo while munching on Elmo's nose.

I'm back! Liam and Alana pictures April

Annie Get Your Gun

Annie Get Your Gun starts this Friday. Come see it if you're in the area. (or else!)

To my dear neighbours

Fireworks all through the night maybe your way of celebrating the fourth, but after I've just gotten two babies to go to sleep, I'd appreciate if you'd stop with the whistling ones. Also, I don't find it "cute" or "funny" that you've smuggled in illegal fireworks-I think it's just dumb and would rather not spend the night worried you're going to burn everything down. I hope your type dies out before passing on your genes.

Love-Miranda

I say we go back to togas - one size fits all

I have a pet peeve (yes, just one at the moment). It's called clothing sizes. Thanks to a lack of standardize clothing size here in this country, I've had to guess a lot the past couple of weeks. I love the 18 year old girls that are, ahem, larger than I am, who tell me blandly they are a size 4. And sometimes they are. That's the problem.

In the past few years, something called vanity sizing has popped up. Meaning that people haven't gotten smaller, sizes have gotten bigger. Yeah, Marilyn Monroe was a size 16...in 1960. Meaning, she would be a size 4 or 6 now. So I want to smack these little girls who complain that size 0 doesn't fit them. Wish I had that problem.

I say we rebel and stop wearing clothes.