Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts

10.25.2013

The Eastcoast Jam, Day 8, where we do nothing.

Spent the day with the Amicks, our minor-celebrity friends who run a Chick-fil-A. We don't actually like them that much, but the opportunity for a comp'd meal at CFA is worth the visit. Special requested a Spicy CFA grilled, which was fabulous.


On a lighter caloried note, we hiked the the Underground Railroad Experience Trail, which was both beautiful and a learning experience for the kids.
  • Elizabeth: "Mr. Eric, what exactly is the underground railroad?"
  • Dad, interrupting to answer: "Eliza, they didn't build an actual railroad underground. There's nothing under the dirt."
  • Elizabeth, "I know that, dad! Was this an actual place the slaves went?!?"
  • Dad, losing his air of superiority, "I don't know, go ask your mother."

Underground RR Experience Trail

8.21.2010

We all have aspirations


On a recent rescue mission over to Mr. Duane's house, we brought along the extra-sister Alexa, seeing as though I was the dad of many.

Emily and Louise decided to take the plunge and expand their enterprises: "Alexa, do you want to join our band?"
"What's your band's name?"
"We're the Shooting Stars," Louise proudly boasts.
"And you can play any instrument you want," Emily offers.

Alexa thinks about it a moment, realizing that if you really want to make it as a band you have to dedicate yourself fully, practice in the garage at all hours of the day, grow out one side of your hair and shave the other side, and forgo college. It is a tough decision, one that may change the fate of her life. Looking into herself to see whether she could pass up this opportunity and not live a life of regret, she realizes the most important thing.

"Can I play the flute? I'll be in the band if I can play the flute."
We all have aspirations.

You know how we are

On a recent rescue mission over to Mr. Duane's house, we brought along the extra-sister Alexa, seeing as though I was the dad of many.
Emily tells Alexa of the last trip to Club Duane, where we forgot to pack Emily and Garrett's swimsuits. They had to swim in their street clothes. "It was OK, though, because mom brought us extra clothes to change into."
Louise chimes in, "Yeah, she brought all of us a change of clothes, underwear too. It was in case we wet in our pants... 'cause you know how we are."

4.07.2010

Meet Jeff Foxworthy

We have a friend who is a little boy. For the sake of this post, we'll name him 'Alex'. As is common with little boys, he has a childlike voice, a tendency to insert words that he does know when encountering a phrase of words he doesn't know, and a bit of natural machismo.

Alex has a big brother. We'll call him 'Andy'. Andy does a thorough and respectable job raising up Alex. They practice fisticuffs and launching things at each other. Good, red-blooded, Republican-value, American things for boys to do.

Emily and Louise pass the time been imitating Andy and Alex.
Emily, being the older of the sisters, plays Andy: "Put 'em up, put 'em up".
Louise, being the younger of the sisters, and the comedian, responds just as Alex does, in imitation of his brother "Pea um buh... Pea um buh...", which is loosely transcribed "Peanut buttah... Peanut buttah..."

Louise has her hands up, fists balled together, rotating her arms to and fro like an Old World pugilist, grinning ear to ear, dancing the floor of our bedroom this morning. "Peanut buttah... Peanut buttah."

Maggie and I do not recognize the language, but giggle at the reference. Louise, seizing the moment, leans over, grabs Maggie's stomach, and repeats "Peanut buttah... Peanut buttah..." We all laughed (some more than others) and Louise slid out the door before any repercussions could be wrought.
"The events depicted in the blog are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental."

1.01.2010

Alexa is so easy

alexa is so easy to sass.
she told me to clean up and guess what i told her, WHAT DID YOU SAY TO ME? and lexa gets angry.
( that is saying that i didn't want to do what alexa told me to do. she is not the boss of me.mommy is.)

11.24.2009

Thanksgiving Trip

This week we are going camping for thanksgiving ( not a regular thanksgiving trip ) with the Cos- groves on Wednesday - Friday Alexa and I are going to probably going to have our own tent ( or at least we hope so ) we will have a lot of fun,(probably) Louise,Alexa, and I are going to ride together with the dads and the moms are going to ride with the little kids and we are camping in Savannah GA it will be SO fun. to be continued after we get back,