Back Seat Conversations

While driving in the car recently, we overheard this conversation.


Isabelle: "Let's do speed, Peter."
Peter (with grave concern in his tone): "No, Isabelle, doing speed can hurt us."
Isabelle (realizing her error): "Oh... yeah, well, we could just do preee-tennnnd speed!"
Peter: "Oh, yeah! Yeah, pretend speed won't hurt us! We could do lots of pretend speed!" (with returned gravity) "Yeah, but we have to be careful, um, maybe we could do speed at a playground!"
Isabelle (with alarm): "Pretend Speed, Peter!"
Peter: "Oh, yeah! Just pretend speed!" (thinking for a moment) "Hey, maybe other kids at the playground will do speed with us!"
Isabelle: "Yeah, we could all do speed together! We could do speed all over the playground! That would be fun!"


Perhaps we have been traveling too much recently, or Daddy's having "done speed" a few weeks ago, resulting in a ticket spurred this conversation.













(and yes, Paul Thomas is eating a rosary in this picture)

Turkey Table Talk

While enjoying our Thanksgiving feast, we overheard this question from the kids' table,

"Are turkeys made of chicken or cats?"

I am not sure for what I am more concerned, Isabelle's understanding of our "cooking lessons" or Joe-joe our cat.

Happy Thanksgiving!

Please join us, for a moment or two,
for a Thanksgiving tale we would share with you.



Twas the night before Turkey, and all through the house,

the wine flowed freely and the cooks were all soused.

Four pies in the oven, handmade, each with care.

Fifteen pounds of potatoes should get us all there.

The Turkey and stuffing all snug in their ovenly bed,

While visions of gluttonous indulgence danced in our heads,


When in the Kitchen Aid there arose such a clatter,

that all were in fear of splatter from batter.

To the bottom drawer, we flew like a flash,

to find aprons, towels and napkins delicately stashed.



The effects of our wine, now beginning to show,

made the lining of a basket seem simply not so.

When what to our wondering eyes should appear,

but three fashionable pieces of ladies' head gear.


With reason still fleeting, but sobriety coming quick,

The shock of our festive attire played a comical trick.

Soon all of the family had apparel to join in the game,

With not as much wine, but style quite the same.

Come vermin and rodents, a few coon skins will do.


On aprons and bonnets, and proud grandparents, too.


Sorry Paul Thomas, for what you have seen,

But the glasses won't help how funny we seem.


With the feast all but ready, and the comedy quite clear,

The best thing to do is, "Smile for the camera, my dear!"


To the table we sprang, at the sound of Mom's whistle,

And away went our food like the shot of a pistol.

For the wine and the fashion had made things just right,

And so, to the Turkeys remaining, "Have an excellent flight!"



We hope you've enjoyed our Thanksgiving tale!

Congratulations Meredith and Ash

We have been remiss in our posting recently, please accept our apologies! There were a few events taking up our time.

Congratulations Meredith & Ash!
Married November 21, 2008

The cutest little ring bearers and flower girl!

And one of the most beautiful brides ever!

The boys finally got their mommies' flowers

The Hoelscher-Ellis-Blaxton-Idais Family