Sh*t My Kid Says 2

"I'm not a scary spaceman anymore. I'm a good boy."

Please ignore the mess. This is what a whole lot of rainy days does to the inside of our home.

Sh*t My Kid Says

Witness Griffin's second wind as he mysteriously ramps up post-bathtime and displays his mad skillz for the camera. He manages to pull off some kind of yoga inversion and also utters a great one-liner- "I'm eating this otter all by myself."




Griffin has a decidedly scientific mindset. Ever since he was a little, little guy, he's set up various experiments and repeated them over and over, changing one variable each time. Once he brought out a scale to weigh himself and dragged it over to the carpet. The carpet threw off the calibration and he weighed in at 4 and a half pounds, so I moved it to the tile in the kitchen to get an accurate reading- 27.5. After that, Griffin proceeded to weigh himself on the living room rug, the front walkway, the floormat and a couch cushion. In this video, he tests the velocity of cars, buses, tractors, a book and a piano on an incline (his slide/our living room end table.)

Slip-sliding Away

In case you didn't have enough fun watching Griffin and Jake sliding in our other video, here is another, longer version.

For Ave & Lilah

Since Sam is being held prisoner by the Giant Ash Cloud from Iceland, Ave and Lilah are on their own for another long, long weekend. If he can't get back from Europe soon, Ave may have to sell Lilah to a nice family down the street so she can go down to the basement and do the laundry. Since we want to support the Didier-Sober-Mince-Didier-Sobers in their time of need, we are going to post lots of videos of Griffin for them to watch on the computer. As we've mentioned before, we can't always afford segues around here, so you will have to jump from action-packed video to action-packed video while you fill in the gaps for yourself.



Griffin always asks to hear the "Who Dat Song" in the car and on the computer. He can't wait for the 2010 football season. Neither can his father. Thanks to the Saints' wonderful ride to the Superbowl (and #88,) even I am excited.



We had a great time last weekend because it was a Double Toddler Birthday Weekend! I need a nap just thinking about it. We spent Saturday in Laytonville, rocking out with Ryder and then spent Sunday in Ukiah, sliding with Sequoia. It rained miserably both days, so we knew we were fortunate to have something to do instead of just slowing dying inside our house. Jake had just as much fun at Jumperz as the toddler army did and he was plumb tuckered out by the end of the party.


Here you can watch Griffin and Ryder discuss their mutual love for computers and attempt to share. Most of the time they do alright with the sharing, but sometimes all hell breaks loose and one grabs the other in a headlock and drags him around the room. I've seen them both do it, so I know they're pretty fairly matched. I'm never sure if I should break it up, let them sort it out, or get the video camera and capture it for posterity. During the altercations, Griffin likes to insist the object in question is "mine!!!" while Ryder spins elaborate tales explaining why giving the toy to Griffin is a really bad idea. My favorite was when he was unable to share a tractor that made sound effects because his Daddy told him he'd better not share tractors. Mat is all for tractor sharing, so I called his bluff. We share talking tractors at my house.

You can't fool me, toddlers. I wasn't born yesterday (or in 2007.)

Visions From a Stomach Flu

When we came back from our trip to Louisiana, we wanted to hit the ground running. Instead we just hit the ground. I had a nasty sinus infection on the return trip and it felt like someone was ramming a boot in my ear the whole flight home. Forty-eight hours after we got home, Jake was stricken with some kind of horrible purge that ran riot through the GI tract. Jake went down on Friday. Saturday night Griffin woke up and barfed all over me.

I consider myself fortunate to make it through the first two years of Griffin's life without being baptized in puke. Most mothers I know haven't been so lucky. Of course, I came down with the stomach purge about 18 hours after being used as an air-sick bag.


Poor guy!

A Boy, His Kitty & a Stroller

Griffin continues to find new ways to torment Jezebel. Meanwhile, Jezebel digs even deeper to find her last reservoirs of tolerance. His maniacal laughter brings us such joy.

For Lilah

Since we've recently been informed that Lilah is a Big Fan of Griffin Aficionados, we're determined to resume posting. Here is a recent video of Griffin sorting animals and doing donkey kicks.


Sometimes we may fall short on witty commentary, but as long as the pictures and video keep Lady L happy, that works for me.