On this particular babysitting venture, Taylor was nice enough not to be offended when I showed up wearing the same outfit: blue insulated shirt, tan cargo pants and a ponytail.
This one is an elephant hiding in the forest. Or maybe it's a portrait of Aunt Leigh.
For dinner, we're having Dora and Boots. Please color in your toppings of choice.
Last month I received my first two masterpieces from my niece. They were, of course, the most delightful things I’ve ever seen since my own masterworks at 20 months old. The even better part was seeing her in the act of creation.
Setting the paper down just so. Getting the crayon into position — eyes all focused concentration. Then the sweeping blur of that right arm executing a creative vision that I hope doesn’t indicate an early need for glasses, but more of an abstract mind making toddler sense of the crazy amount of stimuli it’s absorbing.
The bit that concerned me was one of the pages she was coloring in. Why are we having raw Dora the Explorer for dinner? And why is Dora so happy about it?
Woody says "holiday greetings" in a big way. Retailer: Target.
I can’t say good-bye to the holidays without a nod to the season’s best offensive holiday gift items. Unfortunately, I have photos of only two.
This snuggly little guy is eager to be taken for a spin. Retailer: Garden Ridge.
The magnificent gingerbread ornament was dubbed Woody, and apparently pining is his annual holiday tradition. I bought two a couple years ago — the second was given to a friend I exchange hokey ornaments with each year. If Target still sold them, she’d get a new one every year.
The penguin was left on the shelf at Garden Ridge. I don’t even want to google this to find out what’s going on there.
Joe was wikkid-pants-happy to finally meet his luchador hero, The El Borbah. But something's amiss.
The rumors are true. He’s here. And he won’t go away.
The Custom Publications team recently was honored with a visit from virtual-celebrity, hard-boiled defective and luchador extraordinaire The El Borbah. (These days, he insists on “the,” and I don’t want to suffer the consequences of sticking to my AP guns on this one.)
While his online posts and tweets are off-the-wall and engaging, I have to admit that his presence in the pod has been less than dynamic. In fact, he just stands around staring at either Phil or the copy machine. I’m not sure whether to call it intimidating or mopey.
And perhaps worst off all, his visit has turned into a week-long stay. Now more than ever, I sense The Elborbah always is watching.
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