She's got a smile that it seems to me reminds me of childhood memories

So much to say, very little to blog about.

• Nice weekend in that the Girl was doing much better albeit a bit grumpy. At one point she literally threw herself 2 feet across the room in a tantrum about wanting to read "Oh my, Oh my, Oh Dinosaur" for the 900th time in a row. I can read it 600 times without batting an eyelash. Starting at about 720, I can feel my brain cells dying off one by one. D and I shot each other a look like "That's YOUR child" "No that's YOUR child!"
• One of the hazards of parenthood is that you memorize every book you read to your kids cos they want to hear it again and again and again. This in and of itself isn't bad. The downside is that the space in my brain meant to store the common treatments for diabetic neuropathy is now clogged with stories about dancing barnyard animals.
• Sunday, knowing we better leave the house lest we drive each other insane, we all went to the local super-mega hardware store and looked at all the Christmas displays. Who are these people who spend $300 on a 10 foot inflatable snowglobe with Frosty the Snowman? It's probably the same people who set up the life-size nativity scene in their front yard complete with Santa's elves watching over the baby Jesus.
• We drove to downtown Chicago and showed the kids all the wonderful sites. We promised the Boy we would take him to the top of the Sear's Tower soon. It'll be nice to go there when we're not on a whirlwind tour with out-of-town relatives in tow.
• Tomorrow is election day...I can't wait for 2008. Have I mentioned that I'm a political junkie?
• Does absence really make the heart grow fonder or does it make you realize what you don't have next to you at that moment?
• It's Fall in Chicago which means both the Chicago Bears (football) and the Chicago Bulls (basketball) have D's full attention. He's a diehard fan but not fanatical to the point of annoyance. Our weekends ooze testosterone.
• I was thinking of starting a family band but unfortunately I'm the only talentless one in the group. Even the Girl has some moves she picked up on Teletubbies. (Dipsy can bust a move). Anyway, D's been giving the Boy guitar lessons and they do a mean duet on some Neil Young song. D even threatened, I mean suggested, that he take his old amp out of the garage and set it up in our basement. D smiled and said that I can be his groupie. Hmph! I've seen Almost Famous enough times to know what groupies do.

Anyway, enjoy pictures from our last jam session.

P.S. The girl is wearing a little outfit from Old Navy (the poor man's Gap). I'm not sure why there are 5 different prints between her pants and shirt. Must be what all the hip kids are wearing these days...

Guitar case with purple velvet. It as though Prince (or the artist formerly known as Prince) threw up in it.

That's not how you play Twinkle Twinkle!

You've got your chords all mixed up dad. Let me show you...