The Story Of Thanksgiving

By: Olive

"Once upon a time, there were peelgrims. They had a B-I-I-I-I-G pirate ship. It was called the Mayflower.

All the peelgrims lived on the pirate ship. Then one day, it CRASHED into a big rock!

But, it didn't break.

Then the indians came over to help the peelgrims. They put on their Halloween costumes and then the peelgrims and the indians ate some corn.

They had a B-I-I-I-I-G FEAST!

And there was a big fat turkey but, they didn't eat him because he was nice.

And, they didn't eat pumpkin pie either because it was too hot.

Then the peelgrims and the indians danced together and they had a B-I-I-I-I-G THANKSGIVING PARTY!!

The End."

Dear Fleet Company,

I would like to commend you on the efficiency of your Infant Glycerin Suppositories. What a superb product! Within seconds of insertion, my four month old was able to eliminate in, what I would describe as, a projectile manor. Her four days worth of "discomfort" was easily dislodged all over her changing table and our beautiful hardwood floor. She is now back to her regular, happy self.

I would also like to thank you for the instructions, found on the back of the package, to contact a Poison Control Center if swallowed. When my three year old put one in her mouth thinking it was candy, I calmly used your suggestion and was assured by a friendly Poison Control operator that ingestion of the product orally, yet in moderation, would do no harm to my sweet daughter. Boy, was I relieved!

I am forever grateful to such a fine product in which your company produces.

Sincerely,
Mrs. Guillen

Oh, Maggers....

This is going to hurt me more than it is going to hurt you.

YARD SALE!!!

This weekend we had a yard sale. Here's a brief summary of how it went:

* Time the alarm was set to wake up and prepare for the sale: 6am

* Time we actually got out of bed: 7am

* Time the first items were placed on the lawn: 8am

* Number of bags of clothing brought out to sell: 10

* Number of bags thrown back in the garage after sale was over: 2

* Number of times our wonderful, spanish-speaking customers requested the price of an item in their native tongue from Rob: 6

* Number of times my Latino husband answered in English because he, " No hablo espanol" : 6

* Number of times Olive started a sentence with, "HEY! That's my ....." as someone hauled it off to their car: 50

* Number of times I was asked "How old is your son?", referring to Maggie, who was dressed head-to-toe in pink: 4

* Number of times Rob and I agreed on the pricing of an item: 0

* Number of hours the yard sale lasted: 5

* Number of hours I actually worked : 0.5

* Number of dollars made: 211

* Number of times we will do this again due to our now tidy garage: 1,000,000

A little misinterpretation

"Hey Olive and ***(special loved one who will remain nameless)...
Put your heads through that and I'll take a picture."



"Uuummm.... I mean FACES. Put your FACES through that."

"Mommy!"

"Can I take pictures of Maggie?"




This one is my favorite.

An Update

We bought a new car...


And a dirty, diseased horse for Olive.


Found a new obsession, WALL-E.


Ate poisonous apples left to rot in a serene orchard.


Transformed Olive into a beautiful, yet temperamental bumble bee for Halloween...


Dressed up as a tired, moderately chubby mother being attacked by a sweet, tutu wearing butterfly for a Halloween party in Folsom...


And had a blast with these guys.


Celebrated Halloween with the neighbors.


Got a tattoo of a hammerhead shark...


Matching haircuts with grandpa...


And glasses.




Nothing too out of the ordinary.

I'm Back!!!

My computer is once again working and so is my brain! I will update with pictures soon!