Pinewood Derby 2008

Sometimes a picture is worth…


Teague dancing…NO!

A few years ago, we used to listen to They Might Be Giant’s album called, “NO!” all the time. I captured Teague dancing to it one day. Be sure to watch all the way through.

Asher and the Food Experience

A few weeks ago it was “P” day at kindergarten. The kids each brought a food item which started with the letter “P”.

When it was time to go, Asher hadn’t finished all of his food. So, he decided to take it home. After picking him up, Tina wondered what the funny smell was coming from Asher’s backpack. She found his (sideways) plate in the bag. At the bottom of the backpack she found a collection of food: pineapple, pretzels, peanuts, and of course, a pickle.

I can just imagine the thoughts running through his blonde, spikey haired head. “I have plate full of food. It is time to go home. I’ll just put this plate in my backpack.”

He’s actually a smart little guy, so you’d think he’d learn that it didn’t work very well.

Last week they had “M” day. As part of the food experience, Asher’s class was given little cups of chocolate Milk. I probably don’t need to tell the rest of the story.

This time, he was a little upset that all of his papers in his backpack were covered in chocolate milk. “This chocolate milk will taste great when I get home.  I’ll just put it in my…oops”

Disclaimer: Asher is very particular about facts. I heard this story second-hand, so some of the details might not be exactly correct. Sorry if something isn’t quite right.

Asher and the iPod Nano

After leaving Applebees Asher tells me, “My meal came with a toy.”

Applebees isn’t the fanciest place around, but they don’t reduce themselves to  fast-food trickery by bribing children with worthless plastic toys. “Oh, really? What is it?”

“An iPod Nano,” he responds.

“Wow, that sounds like a pretty good deal. I don’t know of many kindergarteners with an iPod.”

“Yep. It is right here in my pocket,” he tells me…tapping his front pocket on his pants.

“Let me see that…” I can tell there is something in his pocket, so I try to retrieve the item.

“I’ll show you!”

Sure enough, Asher produces a silver iPod Nano from his pocket. He connects the earbuds to his ears and begins selecting his playlist.

“Wait a minute. Where did you get that?”

With a crooked grin and one eyebrow raised he tries to convince me, “It was part of my meal at Applebees.”

“I already know that is your mom’s iPod.”

Asher giggles.

It turns out, he had it in his pocket all day. I’m not a big fan of the thing since Apple’s latest firmware chokes when used with Linux, but it must be pretty indestructible if it can survive a day in Asher’s pants.

Asher and the Easter Egg

Working on the annual Christmas newsletter I remembered a story about Asher. I figured I’d better record it before I forget.

In the afternoon on Easter, Tina had gone to visit her grandparents. I stayed home with the kids because they were all just a little sick. I was busy cooking dinner when Asher approached me in the kitchen.

Motioning toward the paper towels, “Can I have one of those that is a little bit wet?” he asked.

“Why do you need one?”

“Because this is leaking,” he responded, holding a plastic Easter egg in his right hand.

“What is it leaking?” I asked.

I assumed he had filled it with water from the bathroom sink or something similar.

“Pee,” he responded, as if I should have known that already.

“PEE!?!? How did it get pee in it?”

“I peed in it.” (I guess I should have known the answer to that one.)

“Asher, why would you do that?”

Sensing he was about to get into trouble he responded, “Well, I told the truth.”

Then we began our second treasure hunt of the day. This time, we had to find all of the places on the floor where pee had leaked out of the egg. Asher ended up not getting into trouble. I think I forgot after laughing about the whole thing.

What are we going to do with this kid?


The family had gathered together to sing a few songs before bed. Dad played his guitar while the children sang “Old MacDonald.”Suddenly a knock on the door was heard. A package of cookies and a note were found on the doorstep. The ghost-shaped note informed the family that they had been SPOOKED!

To avoid being spooked again, the family was instructed to display the note on their door. They were also instructed to spook two other families within two days.

Yes. This happens every year. No. It is not scary. For some reason though, Asher and Daphne were completely freaked out by the experience.

“What are you guys afraid of?”

“SPOOKED!” replies Asher.

“You mean, this piece of paper and package of cookies?”

Asher and Daphne nod.

“Yes. I can see how this is very scary for you. So, being spooked means you get some cookies; and you guys are afraid of cookes?”

“Well, last year we got a bag of candy,” says Asher.

“Good point, Asher.”

At this point I can see it is not going to be easy to get them to go to bed. Then I realize the instructions on the note hold the answer.

“Asher let’s read the note again…”

[I read the note]

“So what do we have to do so we don’t get spooked?”

“Hang the note on the door!” exclaims Asher.

I’m sure this will put an end to the kids’ fear, but it doesn’t. Two little kids still have horrified looks on their little faces. Neither will go to bed without someone to stay with them for a while. Good thing Teague is old enough that he isn’t scared.

“Teague, Asher and Daphne are scared of being spooked.”

(Teague thinks this is amusing.)

“I need you to lay down with Asher for a few minutes while I lay down with Daphne–just until they calm down.”

“Hey!” yells Asher, “I want Daddy to be with me!”

“Okay. we’ll do it the other way around.”

Teague agrees to the plan. We get the kids in bed. I climb in with Asher and try to calm him down by talking about something completely different. (I don’t remember what it was.) Asher is about to fall asleep. Then his eyes pop open, “Dad, how can we make a copy of the note if it is hanging on our door?”

“We’ll take it down to make the copies. Go to sleep.”

“NOOO! We can’t do that! We’ll get spooked again!”

Just then, I hear Teague finish telling Daphne a story. Assuming he is done with his job, he comes into Asher’s bedroom and explains, “I told Daphne a ghost story, but at the end of the story the ghost dies. So, now she won’t be afraid because the ghost is dead.”

“Thanks, Teague. Good job. Why don’t you go ahead and get in your own bed while I go check on Daphne. I’m sure she’s not scared at all now that you’ve told her your best ghost story.”

Quite an exciting night. I hope the families we spook will be equally afraid of our goodwill.

Fishing 1.0

Teague and Asher went on their first fishing trip this weekend. We went to Adam’s Canyon. They did a great job on the long hike into the canyon. Asher managed to get his pants and shoes wet after we had been there for about 2 minutes.

Each of them caught a couple of trout. We didn’t keep any.

This is Asher’s first fish. It was only a little longer than the worm we used to catch it. You might need to zoom in to see it.

Asher’s first fish

Teague and Asher worked together on this one. Teague got to reel it in and hold it for the picture:

Teague’s first fish

We decided to go somewhere without such a long hike next time. Of course, it will have to meet my other criteria: no fee for parking or entrance.

Now I have a blog post that Tina and Laura can understand.