Sunday, February 18, 2007
B.F.P. (Big Friggin' Playscape)
In San Marcos at the "Children's Park" there is a big honkin' wooden playscape, over 20,000 sqft large. All I have to say is B.F.P. All the kids have to say is... WEEEEEE!!!! Behold.
In a Van Down by the River
Well, we *do* have a van, and we *were* down by the river.....
Natalie shows off her discovery (a snail shell)
Natalie shows off her discovery (a snail shell)
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Sunday, January 07, 2007
Pooped
**NOTE** This posting is rated PG, as in "Poop Gore." Read at your own peril.
So... tonight was a pretty normal Sunday night... we had just come back from a blissful afternoon ride through the hill country, and a (relatively) quiet dinner at Jason's Deli. It was early, so we got the kids ready for their bath. The Mrs. was putting away the laundry, and I got the kids into the tub. Here is where the fun begins.
No sooner had Natalie's rear entered the water, when she proclaimed loudly "Daddy I need to go POTTY".... now for those yet uninitiated parents to be, this means it's time to get that rear end on a toilet ASAP. So I sweep her out of the tub, and on to the the potty. Nothing out of the ordinary there. So Natalie is being dramatic about going number two, when all of the sudden I hear loud grunting from Logan, still in the water. I glance over and as I notice the strained red face, I realize that we are now in DEFCON 1 status. I yell for backup "HONEY WE HAVE A SITUATION," and the Mrs. has enough experience to know that when I yell during bathtime, that we have a "code brown" on our hands. In her panicked state, she runs in with a roll of disposable diaper trash bags. As I am holding our son in the air mid-poop, I exclaim "What am I supposed to do with those, strap them to his butt!!??" She then expertly grabbed a diaper and nimbly wrapped it around him and whisked him off to the other bathroom, and begins running another bath to clean him off, while I deal with the situation in the original bath.
About this time, Natalie has had time to take it all in, and starts yelling "DADDY LOGAN WENT POO POO!!" and starts freaking about the poos floating in the tub, along with a host of other bath toys. I get Natalie cleaned off, and begin the process of cleaning out the tub. I'll spare those gory details, other than to say that I went through the remainder of the can of Lysol spray. The other noteworthy detail was that I tossed the bathtub poopies in the toilet, along with Natalie's ouput... just keep that in mind.
So I finally get Natalie back in the clean tub, and begin running the water again... only to realize that between the two baths that have already been run, that we are now out of hot water. Natalie is complaining about the cold water, when all of the sudden, we get the "DADDY I NEED TO GO POTTY!!" again. So I snatch her out of the water, plop her back on the toilet for round two of number two. Well, after that was done, I flushed... and to my dismay, I realized that with all of the previous output, Mr. Toilet decided to back up. Yippy Skippy. So now I haul buns downstairs and grab Mr. Plunger so that I can prevent overflow in the 2nd story toilet.
I tip my hat to my parents and their generation, who went through their fair share of this type of adventure with my peers. I salute my fellow parents who are currently enjoying these adventures, and I pity the fools who still have yet to start the fun (Wade).
So... tonight was a pretty normal Sunday night... we had just come back from a blissful afternoon ride through the hill country, and a (relatively) quiet dinner at Jason's Deli. It was early, so we got the kids ready for their bath. The Mrs. was putting away the laundry, and I got the kids into the tub. Here is where the fun begins.
No sooner had Natalie's rear entered the water, when she proclaimed loudly "Daddy I need to go POTTY".... now for those yet uninitiated parents to be, this means it's time to get that rear end on a toilet ASAP. So I sweep her out of the tub, and on to the the potty. Nothing out of the ordinary there. So Natalie is being dramatic about going number two, when all of the sudden I hear loud grunting from Logan, still in the water. I glance over and as I notice the strained red face, I realize that we are now in DEFCON 1 status. I yell for backup "HONEY WE HAVE A SITUATION," and the Mrs. has enough experience to know that when I yell during bathtime, that we have a "code brown" on our hands. In her panicked state, she runs in with a roll of disposable diaper trash bags. As I am holding our son in the air mid-poop, I exclaim "What am I supposed to do with those, strap them to his butt!!??" She then expertly grabbed a diaper and nimbly wrapped it around him and whisked him off to the other bathroom, and begins running another bath to clean him off, while I deal with the situation in the original bath.
About this time, Natalie has had time to take it all in, and starts yelling "DADDY LOGAN WENT POO POO!!" and starts freaking about the poos floating in the tub, along with a host of other bath toys. I get Natalie cleaned off, and begin the process of cleaning out the tub. I'll spare those gory details, other than to say that I went through the remainder of the can of Lysol spray. The other noteworthy detail was that I tossed the bathtub poopies in the toilet, along with Natalie's ouput... just keep that in mind.
So I finally get Natalie back in the clean tub, and begin running the water again... only to realize that between the two baths that have already been run, that we are now out of hot water. Natalie is complaining about the cold water, when all of the sudden, we get the "DADDY I NEED TO GO POTTY!!" again. So I snatch her out of the water, plop her back on the toilet for round two of number two. Well, after that was done, I flushed... and to my dismay, I realized that with all of the previous output, Mr. Toilet decided to back up. Yippy Skippy. So now I haul buns downstairs and grab Mr. Plunger so that I can prevent overflow in the 2nd story toilet.
I tip my hat to my parents and their generation, who went through their fair share of this type of adventure with my peers. I salute my fellow parents who are currently enjoying these adventures, and I pity the fools who still have yet to start the fun (Wade).
Saturday, January 06, 2007
Saturday, December 30, 2006
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Kids Making Jack-o-Lanterns
I love the picture below with Logan and the "I'm going to sit here and figure out a way to take over the world" look.
Mac Attack
I have been looking forward to the arrival of the new MacBook Pro for some time now... and it came in last Friday. Natalie and I have had some fun playing with the built-in webcam... here are some shots we made.
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
Saturday, October 28, 2006
Fish Tank
The Mrs. has successfully set up a fish tank, which the kids are in love with. Peep it. All we have right now are a few tetra fish, which you can see peeking out from behind the rock formation from time to time.
Logan Ate a Stamp
Yes, Logan made a snack out of Natalie's (non-toxic) bright red butterfly stamp. Oh, and it didn't wash out too well. Nice.
Monday, October 23, 2006
Nieces and Natalie at San Antonio Zoo
Of special note is the poncho that Natalie is wearing... her momma made it by hand with crochet!
Saturday, October 14, 2006
Monday, October 09, 2006
Saturday, September 23, 2006
Logan Walking
Logan started walking a few weeks ago... here is some footage from his first days of newfound freedom.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Kiddos at the Temple
Various pictures of my kids and my sister kids at the Houston LDS temple grounds.
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Bo and Little Bo
Kal and friend Sheetal stopped by to visit the Odoms... Natalie and Logan tried their best to terrorize them!
Logan's First Haircut
Yep, that's right folks... Logan's hair was getting a bit too long, so it was time to cut the locks!
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Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
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