I was also the lucky winner of the first wind-less weekend in Laramie. I think it was just because I brought my kites so I could finally fly them... Oh well. It was a short but fun trip.
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Weekend trip to visit my sister Rachel and her adorable son TJ who live in the wide expanse called Wyoming. He was sooo cute and got attached to me very quickly. He always chose me to be the one to read him stories before nap or bedtime, to help him pray, to play games with, etc. He is also so smart. He is talking a lot now but I still love signing with him (he now knows more signs than I do). What other 2 yr old do you know that can fingerspell? So cool. Oh, and he is very serious about his chocolate milk.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Remember last year about this time when I unleashed some of my poetry madness upon you all? March came around real quick again this year. I love seeing what my very creative family members come up with during the month. Here's what I came up with this year for my family's annual March Limerick Contest:
When I see death's misery
I turn to a fond memory
of "Blin, blin
Do remember me".
(an inside joke for my family-but it still got a reader's choice honorable mention)
The snow this morning made the trees bend
but I still felt that it was my friend
because I will ski
tomorrow for free
with an instructor from Switzerland.
(won 3rd place from one of the judges)
To cook can be a wondrous joy,
especially if it's for a boy.
They love to eat
any food's a treat
Unless, of course, you try to make soy.
(won 1st place from one of the judges)
Do you remember that night by the fire
all dressed up in camping attire,
playing chubby bunny
it was so funny
now marshmallows we'll never desire.
If the doc sees the signs of necorsis
and your friends say you have halitosis...
Is your blood sugar high?
Death might be nigh
from diabetic ketoacidosis. (won a reader's choice honorable mention)
The overall winners of the contest were these two:
All we like sheep go astray
Each to his own way.
Through dark and fear,
the Shepherd's near--
A touch of his staff will stay. (by Dad)
When a limerick is
split into two, feet seeming
chopped up and askew,
Count all the sounds, on
syllable bounds--you might find
IT'S MADE OF HAIKU. (by Paul)
Ben thinks he's a Swisser
but I beg to differ
1) cinna bears
2) brown-like hairs
But to Em, he's still a good kisser. (by Kim)