Pictures from my phone

Times Square New Years Eve. Very fun!

Claire in the hospital needing Oxygen after her worst asthma attack. Don't recommend this to anyone.

Claire with curls and fully oxygenated.

She was a very bad girl this night not wanting to participate in the festivities. If you look behind Santa, you can see the fireplace that Eldon and I made. Well Steve Sabin "made it", we painted it and Eldon decorated it.

Oh the black mail pictures I will have when he is older. Thank goodness for digital.

Piano Recital. A bit blurry.

His first violin recital. A serious virtuoso.

Our little cub scout.

So here are a few pictures from my old phone that I saved. I hope the new phone has better images.

The only good thing about winter

The only good thing about winter is how cold my drinks get while being stored in the garage. How cold the water is when it comes out of the tap. How quickly a hot room can cool down when you open the window. These are marvelous things, but really are they worth it? Maybe just the cold drinks in the garage. I'm a sucker for that. They are way colder than drinks from the fridge but not cold enough to freeze. It's a rare treat.

The blasted pancakes

Ok - what child does not like pancakes? Max does not. Either he doesn't like them or likes to spend inordinate amounts of time manipulating us into thinking he doesn't like them. Every time we have pancakes, let me step back and say, every time Eldon makes the most amazing pancakes I have ever had, Max has a complete melt down. The first time, banana pancakes with caramel syrup. Unbelievable pancakes. He didn't eat for weeks after the trauma of us demanding he eat three bites.

Last night, chocolate chip pancakes that were really the most delicious I have had. Max ate his bacon, drank two glasses of milk and then tried to escape with having cut a piece of pancake away and not touching it. Normally I could care less if he eats, but I knew with the little amount he ate, we would find him hoarding a bag of pretzels 10 minutes later. Eldon put the hammer down and said he couldn't leave the table until he ate the pancake.

Oh the tears. Tears led to hyperventilating, then to gagging, then to near passing out from the drama. I mean who can eat a chocolate chip cookie by the dozen and not a chocolate chip pancake? It ended up he gave up his new DS until JUNE to avoid eating a delicious pancake.

I don't get it.