Happy Fathers’ Day to all the dads out there. Oh, and word to the mothers too.
Since I knew I’d be gone on Saturday and doing my level best to sleep in on Sunday, I obliged my son’s new-found obsession with The Legend Of Zelda (both the game and the cartoon) by making him a sword and a shield out of a cardboard box on Friday night:
Little E and I went to eat at the park again the other day, and as usual, the regulars were hanging out, waiting for us. In case maybe we wanted to share our lunch.
Little E didn’t believe I could just stick some blobs of cookie dough on a pan on my dashboard and actually have them turn into cookies.
So on Wednesday, which was almost the hottest day of the year so far, we tried it. … Read more
Today was a beautiful day, and Little E and I were running some errands in Fort Smith, so we grabbed a bite to eat and took our food to one of the covered picnic tables at Carol Ann Cross Park. Almost as soon as we got there and started to dig in, we had company.
Evidently, folks ignore the “don’t feed the geese and ducks” rule with regularity, because these freeloaders showed up expecting some free lunch. They stuck around the whole time we ate, politely waiting. They really quacked me up.
Mrs. G didn’t spend Mother’s Day laying around the house being pampered by the cats. (If nothing else, she knows better than to think the cats will cease their inter-cat hostilities long enough to pamper any mere humans.) She wanted to do something that didn’t quite work out last week: go fishing! She and Little E went fishing and picking blackberries.
Once you see this, it cannot be unseen. … Read more
Little E checks on Gabby Dog… … Read more
In the spring, a young man’s fancy lightly turns to thoughts of extinct giant reptiles who would’ve happily eaten him without a second thought.
Little E and I ventured out to the opening day of Discover the Dinosaurs at the recently-reworked Phoenix Village Expo Center (formerly Phoenix Village Mall) and spent an hour examining the giant lizards of yesteryear. Well, okay, I was examining them. They made a lot of noise, they moved, snapping their jaws and flexing their talons, and a lot of dry ice was pumped in. Little E was hiding from the more animated exhibits, and after just a few minutes he really didn’t care too much for the static ones either.
Basically, it’s an unguided tour with animatronic dinosaurs and models that are more like nicely done statues. There are informational placards about each species, and the animatronic exhibits have a lot of pulsating colorful lights (hence some of my photos being a bit blown out), sound effects, and dry ice “fog”. I suppose, if you’re four years old, it’s probably pretty darn scary. … Read more
Are you ready to get a load of this? I’m not sure the little guy was – he was still half-asleep on autopilot this morning for present-opening time.
Christmas Eve was pretty jam-packed here at ye olde Greenhaus. As expected, my wife had to work all day, but this didn’t mean the boys were sitting around the house all day. After eating (and watching The Polar Express), it was time to make one last pre-Christmas run to the PO box, and then swing by the store to pick up a few necessities that couldn’t wait for the stores to open up again on Monday or Tuesday, namely kitty litter. As it turned out, we also had to visit the tire center at Wal-Mart because I had a tire that was almost completely flat when we set foot outside the house this morning. Sheesh. Nothing like relaxing on Christmas Eve, is there? And trust me, this was nothing like relaxing on Christmas Eve. … Read more
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