Friday, November 30, 2007

Fun with Acorns

This is Mer, last year, eating acorns. We don't eat acorns anymore. We're WAY more mature than that.

But see, we can be sophisticated, too. At least Meredith can. Here she is, lining up the acorn hats neatly and counting them. Well, at least counting to 13 repeatedly, and pointing to the hats from time to time.

Monday, November 26, 2007

New Sister and Aunt

I never really posted any pictures of my brother-in-law Dan's wedding, because for the first time in recent memory, I forgot the battery to my camera when I went to said lovely occasion. Sure, I've got the battery for the mundane shopping, average day at the park, etc. But not for a stinking wedding. Oh well.

Anyway, I'll take this opportunity to introduce you to our new sister-in-law and aunt: Erin. She is precious and we love her. We also love Dan, but that's already been well documented.

Full Thanksgiving post to follow, after we've suitably embarrassed Dan and Erin.

PS Dan is a bit of a photography guru, and he keeps encouraging me to use my flash. But isn't this more romantic? Also, note that the Lareau family gets just as crazy as the Sugg clan on holidays: it ain't a party without the sparkling grape juice!

Monday, November 19, 2007


I have to brag. My boys (Taurean, left, and Robert) both made a 3.3 or above this six-weeks. We won't mention the conduct grades, because I am SURE they'll be better next six weeks. Smart, sweet boys. I am so proud of them, and this post is so that they can see that I brag about them all over the place.

And Meredith is no slouch herself. She knows that even plastic groceries need to be put away immediately.

Happy Monday, yall.

Monday, November 12, 2007

What Should We Do Today?

"Well...probably we go to the park?" At least that's how Meredith would respond to the title of this post. She uses the word "probably" in a rather passive agressive way. The same can be said of her use of the word "actually." As in:
Mommy: It's time for bed, Meredith.
Meredith: Well, actually, it's time to read a book.

Another favorite, recent, Mer-ism...She cheered for the Boy Cows all day Sunday. And I guess it worked, cause we did whoop the Giants. Poor little Eli.

Okay, now let's get to the goods. Here's what we do everyday, more or less.

Early to bed, early to rise, makes a man healthy, wealthy, and wise? Actually, getting up at 5:45 just makes us turn on Barney until Mommy and Daddy can function, so I'm pretty sure that isn't getting of us any closer to a life of health, wealth, and wisdom.

When the folks finally get it together to stumble to the kitchen for some coffee, Mer begins her cleaning routine. She is her father's daughter. Putting a new liner in the trash can is fun. Not as much fun as spraying the floor with a water bottle and cleaning it on your hands and knees (!?), but pretty fun.

When you get up at 5:30, you can be knocking Daddy over at the end of the slide by 8am, easy.

At some point, you've got to get up to some high jinks with Waltie. Here, she sees if she can convince Walt that her tummy hurts (she can), so that he'll run tell the moms and get some much sought after medicine for her (he can't).

A portion of each day must be spent walking out the door, knocking on the door, gaining entrance to the room, and repeating. This is done with lots of "have a good days" and "I go to work nows." Luckily for us, it's also done with hugs and kisses for each departure.

Mom usually tries to go for a jog at some point, and lately that means more of a jog/stop routine, because Meredith is so busy requesting leaves of every hue that it's hard to build any momentum. I put my foot down when she asked for blue. Here she is, arranging her collection.

This tacky mirror is finally leaving the building. But not before we make Mer play Elvis.

Last picture of the night. Right before she goes to bed. S U R E she does...I didn't give her the blue gum...

Friday, November 02, 2007

Dancing Meridy

We don't have video of Mer very often, so we thought we'd share this video that Sarah took of Meredith doing the chicken dance at the pumpkin patch. She was intently watching the puppet chickens (yes, it was quite an elaborate pumpkin patch) and she is still talking about those chickens, weeks later.

Obligatory Halloween Post

Chris and I have never been huge fans of Halloween. We don't like scary things. And I, for one, DO NOT LIKE TO DRESS UP. But two years olds make it fun. So does chocolate. Anyway, here's some Halloween frivolity.

Um, Daddy, I think you're making a really big mess.

No, Daddy, NO!

She did love her costume, but didn't want to smile.

Hmmm...Just like last year.

I had to make sure you saw my favorite part of the costume--the tail. Hilarious. Cracked me up all day long.