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October 15, 2006
First of all, I have to say how much I enjoyed reading about your weekend plans. That was unexpectedly interesting and cool and I’m going to ask you every single Friday from now on.
My own plans revolved once again around a farm and some fall-themed activities, although I am very sad to report there were no trebuchets involved, nor quarterstaffs, culverins, siege hooks, or petards.
(Ah, medieval weaponry terminology, how quickly it nerds up a blog entry. Let us all bind our heaving bosoms in low-cut gowns and dance the estampie. Have you a flute?)
We joined the throngs of stroller-pushing parents who visited the Kelsey Creek farm, which was having its annual October festival, which for some mysterious reason included llamas.
JB is apprehensive, as well he should be.
I mean, when you look at these guys close up, you can’t help wondering what influenced their genetic background. Radiation exposure, maybe? Because they are essentially giant mutant pissed-off looking rabbits with hooves.
The placement of this sign and the proximity of the massive pig made things fairly unclear, but I think there were pony rides at the farm.
Oh, and there were pumpkins, carefully placed at such precise, Rainman-esque intervals in a field it was both pretty and faintly disturbing.
There were also children riding very small tractors.
Riley found all the activity questionable and perhaps in need of a thorough investigation.
This fellow was demonstrating blacksmithing, or maybe he was beckoning children into the cauldron in order to cook up their tasty, tender flesh.
We stopped by the swings, and swang swunged did some swinging.
We also checked out this riding thing, which Riley deemed to be acceptable entertainment.
He returned to a state of skepticism on the way back to the car, though. Did you know my son can look suspicious even with a milk bottle protruding from his face? Because he can.
I also made a very tasty soup featuring cream AND sugar (but also a vegetable, so is actually v. healthy), which I lovingly detailed here, and rice krispy treats with M&Ms in them. JB happily tooled around in his new shop and produced some nicely stained wood trim for the bathroom, I bought a fabulously attractive Eddie Bauer sweater at Goodwill for $3.99, Riley officially started walking (in a hesitant, IT’S ALIVE! Frankenstein kind of way). It was a good, good weekend.
(Suctopus!)
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Llamas are SO COOL. And those teeth!
Congratulations to Mr. Riley on walking!
That little kid next to the llama doesn’t look too scared to be IN the pen with the big ol’ rabbit(rabid?)toothllama. Brave kid, he must be like, all 4-H-yish.
Riley is walking? Aww. So cool.
I love how Riley looks as if he is always observing, taking it all in, in preparation for his plans to RULE THE WORLD! Such a cutie!
Hooray for WALKING! Can’t believe you just tossed that in there at the end!
I concur with Samantha’s comment — Riley is Brain. As in, “Pinky and The.”
Also, I would rather nerd it up with medieval terminology than redneck it up with NASCAR talk … yet I have no choice in the matter, thanks to the content of my weekend, which I failed to share with you. Count yourself lucky! Oh, and cream and sugar, I’ve decided, cancel each other out.
Congrats on the walking. And you thought he was hard to watch before. ;-)
The pix of the pumpkins in the field reminds me of an “Attack of the Killer Tomatoes!” ad I saw once.
Sounds like a very grand weekend, indeed. I ended up experiencing my very first EARTHQUAKE over here in Hawaii. What a trip.
Congratulations, Riley! Hooray for walking! Welcome, bruised forehead!
Riley has the CUTEST. LITTLE. FACE. I cannot stand it.
I love Goodwill scores, despite how the women in my moms group look at me with horror when I tell them I bought Nathan a Gymboree outfit for 2.99. And can I compliment JB’s fashion sense? My husband has none whatsoever. He claims that his 1999 Bite of Seattle sweatshirt, holes and all, has some wear left.
Wow, the smithy looks like Tevye from Fiddler on the Roof.
Wow, walking! Also, it sounds like a fantastic weekend for all involved and that picture of Riley on the swing is just adorable.
HA! He’s walking! That’s awesome. And dude, I love llamas. They are, honestly, second only to emus in the odd animal world.
Yes! Llamas freak.me.out. I love how Riley always looks like he’s in deep contemplation. The swinging picture is adorable.
Sounds like a lovely weekend. I missed the “What are you doing this weekend?” post, but we conveniently forgot all of our plans (Oktoberfest party and Apple Butter Festival) and instead ate wonderful home-cooked food, cleaned the house, and took one short hike. It was wonderful.
THOSE CHEEKS!!! I just want to gobble up the creamy, baby skin goodness.
As always, your pics are awesome, but the swinging pic should be framed!
Walking! How cool! I love the pumpkin pic, that’s beautiful – and where did JB get his shirt?
YAY Riley is walking!! When do we get to see a video of that??
Yummy, yummy soup! I posted my favorite version on your sundrybuzz site. Check it out. By the way, Riley’s looks of suspiscion remind me of this site: http://www.birdchick.com/adventures/rabbit/index.html Have you seen it? I highly recommend checking it out for a laugh. Enjoy.
I love Riley’s camo fleece – where did you find it?
I cannot believe the superhuman level of cuteness in that swing photo. Hopefully none of my coworkers can hear my uterus shrieking…
Is it “swung” maybe? Huh, that’s a toughy…
And Rabbits + Radiation = Llamas… is perfect. Never would have even occured to me, but i think you found the missing link there.
Walking! Yay!!
OMG, llamas DO look like giant mutant pissed-off looking rabbits with hooves. i was chased down the street by a llama once. they scare me.
OK, your kid? Adorable. Insanely so.
Llama? Damn right JB should be scared…here’s a somewhat hilarious article about why it’s bad to snuggle a llama.
Excerpt: “Charlie spit, flattened his ears back and bared his teeth, including the three sets of razor-sharp “fighting teeth,” which llamas use to rip the scrotum from male competitors in the wild.”
I’m glad JB escaped unscathed!
Llama fight by ripping each other’s scrotums off.
Oh, I am so not even kidding:
http://www.post-gazette.com/pg/05326/610474.stm
and also:
http://www.shagbarkridge.com/info/teeth.html
Love the suspicious glare while continuing to slurp bottle.
riley just keeps getting cuter and cuter! he looks so much like you, too! loverly. :)
oh your life will now never be the same! and I’m sure that’s the first time someone has ever told you that piece of “wisdom” ;-)
also, llamas don’t have hooves, they have padded feet that split into two toes that each have a very thick toenail. I don’t know why I know this.
oh your life will now never be the same! and I’m sure that’s the first time someone has ever told you that piece of “wisdom” ;-)
also, llamas don’t have hooves, they have padded feet that split into two toes that each have a very thick toenail. I don’t know why I know this.
also, I’m sure you already know this but Riley is now on the home page of clubmom. love it!
Well, since I’m not going to be on the internet on Friday, and I’m pretty sure I’ll forget to check your site between now and then:
This weekend, I’m getting married. Woot!
Then we’re going to Hawaii. Earthquake schmearthquake! [looks overhead, fears lightning bolt]
Cool! Ian started walking a week ago Tuesday. He went from using a walker, a.k.a. a push-toy, to letting go and just walking by himself. It’s another happy/sad moment. *smile*
No way does Tevye eat children… that would so not be kosher.
Riley’s laserbeam stare o’ death KILLS me. Every time. :) And he’s walking? Oh, honey. It was so nice knowing you. Go with God.
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