Back in Time.

The pork chop back in November...

Calling all parents, calling all parents!

Could someone please let me know what happens in the brain of a totally well-adjusted, 13-month old child that would cause this:



To turn into this...in less than 2 seconds?

Day off.

Hey, back off - you got 2 on Wednesday!

Green.

Aunt Jemima.

I nearly forgot - Happy National Pancake Day...now go get me some syrup!

Monkey in the Dresser.

Baf Tyme.

Duck Farm.

365 days ago.

Mrs. Bubble

After a very unsuccessful attempt at a bubble-bath a few months ago, we tried it again last night...a massive victory:

Reality.

I don't plan on going anywhere for very, very long time - but I am starting to realize that the choice isn't really up to me -- take out 5 minutes and hang out to finish the post and video.

Carnegie Mellon professor Randy Pausch recently discovered that he has incurable pancreatic cancer and has only a few short months to live. This week, he addressed his students in a final farewell lecture, which he entitled "How To Live Your Dreams."

The Wall Street Journal called it "the lecture of a lifetime" and it's undoubtedly one of the more inspiring and moving lectures I've ever heard in my life. Even with death at his door, Randy Pausch remains one of the most life-affirming people I've ever met.

At the end of the lecture, he reveals that the life lessons he was discussing weren't for the audience - but rather for his three children. As his oldest son's just five, he's focusing on making videos during his remaining days so that his younger kids will have something to remember their father.

"I find that I am completely positive. The only times I cry are when I think about the kids -- and it's not so much the 'Gee, I'll miss seeing their first bicycle ride' type of stuff as it is a sense of unfulfilled duty -- that I will not be there to help raise them, and that I have left a very heavy burden for my wife."

His wife and children, he said, "mean everything to me. They give a purpose to life and a depth of joy that no job can begin to provide. I hope they will remember me as a man who loved them, and did everything he could for them."

Here's a video of excerpts from the lecture.



May his story help inspire all of you to pursue your childhood dreams and appreciate the value of the life you have.

Life is short, my friends. Kiss your wife. Hug your kids. Tell your loved ones how much they mean to you. And always remember to make every day count - especially when you think that you are too busy.

The results are in...

With all votes counted, it looks like the people are wanting us to have a banana slug.

All the cuddly goodness of a human baby, with dual-function reproductive organs!

Thanks for voting!

Santa Clara.

Since we are not likely to have a banana slug, which can be both a male and female, we are going to have one or the other.

Half of the house thinks one thing, but elle and I think otherwise...

Time to take some votes - what's it gonna' be?

Sweet Pea.

The ladies of the house are still not back in town, so the next one is going to hijack the blog for a couple of days...

According to my handy food-to-fetus ratio calculations - 'it' is somewhat similar in size to a pea.

Although I am not a licensed obstetrician (yet), I am pretty sure that it is wearing a giant farmer hat - so for all we know, this is the first official picture:

Pause. Rewind.

Tribeca Grand.

Lost in all the dizziness of life during the past few weeks, it occurred to me that many loyal readers didn't know that we have another creature coming into our lives...more details as we get them.

Just another normal day.

Skipped school this morning so I could nail the steps for my favorite new dance - The Melbourne Shuffle:

Miles apart.

The girls scooted out of town for a few days, and although it gives me some extra time to jump into my studies - it didn't take me long to realize how much I look forward to the chaos every time I walk in the door.

With no elle, there isn't anything to take pictures of - but I thought that this picture pretty much describes how I feel today....I guess I would be the pigeon?

Be Honest...

Do you think my butt makes my belly look big?

I'm tired.

Wheeeeeeee....

As previously seen...

Yikes! Here's our shar-pei @ 2 months:

Game Day!

Tastes like....lamb.

Window Boxer.

Uno.

Gloria Estefan

You know it!

Today we have elle steppin' out in her new 'back to school' Sambas:

Shaggy.

Boppy.

Ladybug at 4 weeks:

A moment.

This picture may not be very interesting, cute, or funny - but it was a snapshot of a brief minute that I will never let escape my memory.

Typically, we can locate elle based on the level of noise generation coming from the general area that she has chosen to destroy. Naturally, when we hear silence, we have to assume that something is wrong.

After an unusual length of silence, I spun around the corner to see what the problem was -- and this is what I found: