A-Bomb–otherwise known as Mr. Pink.
Kennedy gets a good start.
Aaron “flipping out.”
Chin up, girl. Yo. “Not as the giant of their dreams, nor the dwarfs of their fears.”
Thirty painted toes.
Momma.
More swim pictures from the entire 2010 season.
(past imperfect)
A-Bomb–otherwise known as Mr. Pink.
Kennedy gets a good start.
Aaron “flipping out.”
Chin up, girl. Yo. “Not as the giant of their dreams, nor the dwarfs of their fears.”
Thirty painted toes.
Momma.
More swim pictures from the entire 2010 season.
12-16-2005 018, originally uploaded by tim_elhajj.
At Present Tense (past imperfect), we like to honor the veterans.
This is a picture of my son in the engine room of the USCGC Bayberry, from when he was stationed at Port Seattle. I like to think he’s giving the thumbs up to past and present veterans everywhere, especially his wife Carry, who I have heard Tim affectionately refer to as the CO.*
*That’s CO as in Commanding Officer, for all you non-miliatry types out there.
Is there anything more fun than baby faces?
Last weekend we finally went to Miami to see Jasmine. I just got a new phone with a camera, so I took a bunch of shots. More on flickr.
Tonight I find a Word file on my desktop named, “Kennedys the nicest.doc.” Sometimes the kids forget and log on to my desktop. No big deal.
I open the file and find the following pie chart that graphs the niceness quotient of my family:
If you can’t read the key, all you really need to know is that Kennedy is the big green piece. It’s an active pie chart, which I’m not even sure I know how to make.
If you look at the stats that drive the chart, Kennedy is a 2000 on the niceness scale, while Holly is a respectably close 1999. Aaron and I fared much worse.
Under the chart, the text reads:
“As you can see here, I am the nicest person here.”
I love that girl.
For Mother’s day this year Kennedy and I made a dyn-O-rama. I am not even sure where I got that name, but that’s what we’ve been calling it.
Earlier in the week Kennedy told me she wanted to make Mom a little three dimensional scene like the nativity scene we put out at Christmas. Kennedy often makes off-beat suggestions like this and I have learned to go with the flow.
She suggested we work with wood. I suggested cardboard (sometimes you have to buck the flow). When Holly and Aaron went to the game Friday night, Kennedy and I got busy.
I let Kennedy pick out the materials at the craft store. When we got to my work, I asked her to draw some figures in action poses. She drew Holly reading a book and herself dunking a basketball. I created a picnic table for “Holly” to sit on and a backboard for Kennedy’s avatar. We used the office color printer to print family photos from my flicr page and then cut and pasted the heads on our avatars.
We finished up late and then came home to ended the night watching Oklahoma on an old VCR tape. I told her how much fun I had with her and she agreed.
“I thought it was going to suck,” she said, without the slightest bit of malice.
I taught Aaron how to mow the lawn two weeks ago. He was excited. That was two weeks ago. This week his excitement seems somewhat diminished, but now I’m excited. It’s much easier to get the lawn done with his help. I’m paying him five bucks (a five dollar buck, as he calls it) for the front and the back (roughly 2000 square feet).
If you’re paying your child more, please just keep it to yourself.
I put on the rail last week (between hail storms).
The fort project took just under a year to complete, but it’s finally done, and I’m happy with the results. The kids are pleased. Holly is pleased. Dad is exhausted!
Kidding. After all, I took a year to finish.
Here is a guided tour:
Inside, looking toward the front porch, with escape hatch.
Looking up the hatch.
The main entrance.
Looking down the rope ladder.
The view from the hammock.
The long climb.
All I can say is I must have wanted one of these when I was a kid. Otherwise, why would I have spent some much time and energy building it?
What a fun project!