Saturday, November 1, 2008
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Saturday, September 27, 2008
Samuel here you are sitting on the futon in your new reading room and Mommy is reading Bang! Bang !Who’s There? to you. After she turns the pages Mommy tickles or pokes you and you giggle. In fact you giggle in anticipation before Mommy even turns the page. Mommy pushes out the animal tab and you gently push it back.
Friday, September 26, 2008
Samuel your Mom’s blog about the raccoons in your wading pool reminded me of when your Daddy was almost two years old . We went on a walk at the Fernwood Nature Center near Niles Michigan. Your Daddy was walking on a boardwalk when two young raccoons appeared and started to follow us. They were running around us and we found them fun to watch. Then they discovered the cords hanging down from your Daddy’s blue jacket and started batting at them with their front paws. Grandpa had to put Daddy on his shoulders to keep the raccoons from climbing up on him. The raccoons continued to follow us all the way back to our car and tried to climb into the car. We took some peanut butter and jelly sandwiches and threw them to the raccoons and while they were busy eating the sandwiches we were able to get into the car.
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
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Thursday, August 21, 2008
We had some unexpected nocturnal visitors two nights ago. Samuel woke up at 1am on Tuesday and while I was putting him back to sleep I heard a loud noise that I could not readily identify right outside his window. I naturally assumed it was the child thief that I always hear in the middle of the night coming to steal Samuel (because let's be honest, who wouldn't be lurking around in our suburban town breaking into houses specifically to steal little boys who wake up multiple times in the night. I think I read too much Roald Dahl as a child).
The unidentifiable ruckus was followed by the sound of splashing water and the clicking of plastic toys. As any reasonable person knows, child thieves do not swim in kiddy pools, so I peered out the window to see three fluffy tails sticking out of Samuel's wading pool. Baby raccoons were frolicking in the water and playing with the baby toys. They were so boisterous they managed to spread the toys halfway around the yard.
I sent Steve to scare them off. When he opened the sliding glass door, two of them scurried a couple of feet away, but the mama showed up and seemed to be about to mosey into our kitchen. Steve shut the door and left them to their devices. They became fans of Steve's footwear, and he now needs a new pair of flip flops. I regret not being awake enough to take pictures at the time but here are some before and after shots.