A multimedia extravaganza starring Zeke (born January 2005) and his little sister Talia (born December 2006), lovingly put together by their father!

Sunday, September 04, 2011

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

They were all pretty good guesses

Overhead this morning:

Zeke: Talia, this is my secret hideout. You can't come in unless you tell me the secret password.
Talia: Eyeballs.
Z.: No.
T.: Lava.
Z.: No.
T.: Poop.
Z.: No.
T.: Please.
Z.: No.
T.: Umm... lava?
Z.: Actually I didn't decide the secret password yet. So you can't come in.
T.: Well, our whole room is my secret hideout, and you can't come in.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Talia's nightmare

Talia: "There was a lot of dragons, and they were breathing fire."
Me: "Sounds scary."
Talia: "Yeah. But I had my stuffed animals. They were a shield around
my body. And a mask. And my stuffed animals were made out of metal.
And they had missiles in them. With fire in them. And I had a sword.
And a shield."

Sunday, August 07, 2011

Talia tries writing

As far as I know, this is the first time Talia's actually written out
her name (sort of, anyway). It's cool that she's making lower-case

Friday, July 29, 2011

"Snowmen," Zeke's newest illustrated short story

This story took shape this afternoon while Zeke was building castles on the bank of a local creek out of mud and pebbles. He populated the castles with little rock people, which he called "snowmen." After I took a photo of one of them, he decided he wanted to make up a story about them and use my photos as illustrations. Here is the result. The photos aren't great, but if you look closely, you can see the little people and the houses they live in, including a moat. (If you're curious about the praying, I think he recently heard a story where a king prays for something and gets it. If you're curious about the diction, well, what can I say. It's all him. He dictated everything to me without any coaching or suggestions, right down to the number of exclamation points he wanted.) "Snowmen," a story by Zeke (July 28, 2011)

Monday, June 13, 2011

Secret codes and symbols

The other day, Zeke announced that his friend at school had "sculpted his feelings." I asked him to explain what that meant, and he said he had made a sculpture of what his feelings were. It looked, apparently, like a big ball of mud. Zeke thought about this for a few minutes and announced he wanted to draw his feelings. Then he spent probably three-quarters of an hour making these designs on a small Post-It note, and then explaining what each of them meant. I didn't get around to writing them down until a few days afterwards, so I don't remember everything perfectly.
Zeke\'s Post-It drawings (June 11, 2011)

Sunday, May 08, 2011

Happy Mother's Day from Zeke, and thanks for all the snacks

Zeke made this at school. One of the teachers wrote, "My mom is
special because...," and he completed it with, "she buys me snacks."
That's my boy.

Saturday, May 07, 2011

Some photos of Talia goofing around

If you're a member of my family, you can also see these photos at Snapfish.

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Thursday, March 31, 2011

Monday, February 21, 2011

Daddy, why do you always smell horrible?

Earlier this morning, immediately after I had drunk a cup of coffee...

Talia: Daddy, why do you always smell horrible? 
Heather: Look, you've hurt Daddy's feelings.
Talia: Well, I don't think Daddy always smells horrible. Zeke thinks Daddy always smells horrible. 


Thursday, February 10, 2011

The latest cool thing from the kids' preschool

Here's a photo of Zeke at school, practicing writing his name in
Chinese with a quill pen.

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Some recent photos of Talia

It's been a while since I posted any pictures of Talia, and she has been growing like a weed. Here are a few I took the other day.

Zeke on where love comes from

Tonight Zeke was asking me about the function of different organs, and then he suddenly asked, "Which part of your body is in charge of love?" I told him it was the brain. This puzzled him because he thought it was the heart, but he came up with an explanation: 
"There's a little spark inside your brain that gets thrown into your heart. It does something to your brain that's weird but real, and makes you think that your heart stores love. 'Cause that little energy ball has love in it, so actually, your heart has love in it, and it turns it a little redder, gives it more blood. So actually that's the way the brain helps the heart. When you're five it does it. It helps you learn about love, and it helps you live longer. Everybody has it."

Friday, January 07, 2011

Yeah, that's REALLY hot

Taking something out of the oven, I warned the kids not to touch it. 

Me: Careful, this is really hot. 
Zeke: How many degrees is it? 
Me: Four hundred.
Z.: Four hundred? Four hundred? Jeeeesus CHRIST!

I had to leave the room so he wouldn't see me cracking up.

Monday, January 03, 2011

Another rite de passage... Zeke's first EpiPen (he tested positive for a peanut allergy)

Apparently it's pretty mild, so it's not something to be worried about ... not TOO worried about, anyway ...