Last Year

Last year we brought M&m's referral pictures with us.

Today we didn't have to.

Proud Papa

Pip and Squeak wanted to take Steven out for his first (tentative) Father's Day. We went to a very fun restaurant located right next to one of the runways at LAX.


Steven was able to get some lessons from a dad we admire very much.

Here, Matt tries to teach Steven the, "Absolutely not!" eyebrow raise. As you can see, Steven needs to work on his. His says, "Maybe if you ask me one more time?"

Matt has several Dad moves worth emulating...


It's a bird, It's a plane, It's a PIP!!!


Here is Squeak enjoying some ice cream with her amazing mom Lisa. I think they are watching the planes.
I was severely distracted by the chocolate fountain. Is it 'tres declasse' to put a chocolate fountain on a baby registry? Here is my plate. Did I mention there was a chocolate fountain? Sweet, sweet, swan of cream puffiness.


Next year, two more reservations please!

We love these guys!

Steven brought M&m's pictures. They were in his chest pocket. When we got home, I turned on the radio and heard this song. I turned it way up and danced around the house with the dogs.

Here, listen to it...

Turn it up a little.

Start dancing.

Happy Father's Day.

Music Playlist at MixPod.com

Down, but not Out...

Sick! I have been sick since we last spoke. I think that was why I was so depressed, I was getting sick. Until I am better, here are some pics from my week. Highlights include an unexpected visit from my dad, and the second Valentine's Day Babysitting of Pip and Squeak. Enjoy.

The House is Filling Up...

No, I didn't receive my proposal, the house is filling up in other ways.

Pip brought me something yesterday...


Her super cool, Radio Flyer Trike, complete with latte holder, and power steering!


Sweet ride!


Pip and Squeak....


Helping LA's childless turn lemons into lemonade since 2007.

Mood Elevators That Start With 'P'.

Prozac.

Paxil.

Puppies...


Pip...
Penguin...

Pinata...
Pizza...


Physical Activity...




Princess Squeak...

Don't Tell Steven...

I had a date last night. Do you see the way he is gazing at me lovingly from the Ergo carrier?



It was all a ruse. Little dude had other plans....

I should have paid more attention to his shirt.

Little dude invited these ladies to our date...

Flirty McFlirterson...
Dude has got some moves...



Moses was suspicious from the start...

Watch him as he 'pretends to help Pip pick her next crayon'...


Pip started getting suspicious...

When he drooled all over her drawing, it was pretty much over...

We kicked him to the curb, and settled in for some girl time...

We talked about boys, and how silly they can be.

Two pizzas, three cookies, two plums, and six Leo Lionni stories later, we felt much better.

So Marley, you broke my heart...



Yeah You! Don't look so surprised! You know you did.


Serves me right for hanging out with you while Steven is away.

The Making of a Habesha Garden. Part III- If You Build it They Will Come, and a Critique from Pip and Squeak!

Our Habesha garden is just about finished!

Ingredients: strawberries, pumpkins, peas, carrots, lettuce, wine grapes, tomatoes, cantaloupe, watermelon, asparagus, honeydew melon, beer hops, New Mexico green chilies, chamomile, teff (on its way from Phoenix), broccoli, basil, cilantro, fava beans, eggplant, Buna (coffee, actually still potted inside), squash, and cucumber.


Pip thought the sweet peas were quite tasty and requested more. Squeak, although satisfied with the number of slugs and rolly pollies, found the lack of ladybugs quite distressing.



Steven has been working on this project for months. It was much more difficult than he imagined. The concrete was about twelve inches thick. It was all meshed together by rusty wire underneath. The cement saw didn't work. At one point he announced that instead of Habesha Garden, the project's new name would be "Steven's Folly." When he finally made it through the concrete to the dirt he found that the dirt was made up of, you guessed it, more concrete. He sifted every inch of dirt through a giant contraption that he made himself. He then treated all of the dirt with gypsum. Save for these thirty seconds,





and twenty more minutes of the fun planting part, Steven did ALL OF THE WORK.


Steven knows that this will be a wonderful place for our kids. He made it with love, sweat and tears (well at least cursing).

I hope that they will like it.







Farmer Steven, enjoying the fruits of his labor.