No joke too obscure

"I wish I knew how to C'thul-you."

Swiped from the [hopefully forgiving] folks at
http://www.velvetdicebag.net/2006/10/2006_hp_lovecraft_film_festiva.html

Penguin

Harry, for reasons known only to Harry, decided to dress up as a penguin.

(Note the feet. They're leather gloves.)

Huh?

I drive two hours, each way, to get to work.

Driving as much as I do, I see a lot of the back end of cars and trucks. So I see a lot of bumper stickers, "I Support..." ribbons and the like.

Also, driving around as much as I do, my mind tends to wander a bit.

So perhaps it's no surprise that I occasionally wonder "Did I see that, or do I just think I saw that?"

Like the ribbon sticker with the camo-colored puzzle pieces that proudly proclaimed "I Support Our Dyslexic Troops."

"HOUSE SELL"

Harry wants to help sell the house so he created this sign that he
wants to put up on the door. (What he really wants is his own room in
a new house so he can have all his toys out to play with!)

More Pictures of Gillian

She's my little Rock and Roll.

Doesn't she look like an angel in this picture?

1st Day, update

Gilly's home!

1st Day at School

Today is Nicky and Gillian's first day of school. Nicky is going back to school -- 5th grade -- after a year off for homeschooling. This is Gilly's first day ever. She's only three.

By the way, Harry is going to school too -- kindergarten -- but we have to wait a few days to get him into the right school. (I could publish an entirely new blog on the faults and foibles of the Providence School system, so I'll spare you for now.)

Here they are, all set to go!

Gilly says "bye!" with a wave over her shoulder.

Here we are waiting for the bus. Don't I look so brave? (Yes, it's coffee in my coffee cup.)

15 minutes later and we are still waiting. I took Gilly for a little stroll so she wouldn't get too restless.

Another 10 minutes and we are still waiting. The bus never came, so Gretchen drove her to school. Good thing she had the car today, huh?

While Gretchen and Gilly (with Harry) went off in search of pre-K enlightenment, I walked Nicky to his school. We live 0.9 miles away from his school, so no bus ride for him. Poor guy, I think he's the last kid in America who actually wants to ride the bus -- it just hasn't worked out for him yet. Maybe when we move.