First Rubester-ism Of The Month.

Geez, March is almost half over and we haven't posted a thing. Well, it's been a busy week. Here's a little Rubester-ism to tide you over.

[Ruby has finished wolfing her spicy Asian noodles at dinner.]

Ruby: More, please.

Momlissa: Ruby, you like these that much? Even though they're spicy?

Ruby: Yeah, I like spicy stuff. And I like Halloween.

and AFTER!

Halloween 2008

Before:
During:

The Studies That Are Social.

For our wedding anniversary yesterday, Momlissa and I celebrated with a romantic dinner at the Rainforest Cafe (with children). On the way home, Cecilia informed us of the following things:

1) Symbols are things that stand for other things (her examples: a horseshoe or a clover stands for good luck, a pumpkin stands for Halloween);

2) Symbols for our country include the bald eagle, the Statue of Liberty, and the flag;

3) The American flag includes thirteen red stripes and thirteen white ones, and fifty stars to stand for the fifty states;

4) Our country once was controlled by England, but broke away so we could make our own rules;

5) "Liberty" means freedom, and "freedom" means getting to make your own rules for yourself. (No, we are not encouraging her to vote for Ron Paul.)

Okay, so she didn't actually quote the Declaration of Independence or sing "This Land is Your Land," but still - wow. Momlissa and I agreed that we don't think we covered that stuff in school until about fifth grade (and I don't know about you, but all I actually remember about that time, personally, is the words to "Sweet Betsy from Pike").

It Hit Ninety Degrees Today . . .

. . . and this is how Ruby just came down from her room.

Her explanation? "Look at me, I'm Halloween!"

More Fun with the LPs; or, A Pain in the Ear is Worth Two in the Neck

Yesterday I was listening to a great old pipe band record from the late sixties (it was The Choice of Champions, by the City of Glasgow Police Pipe Band), and Ruby, who likes pipe music, came up to me with a question on her face.

She pointed at the record player and said, "Daddy, is that . . . is that you playing . . . um, is that your, your, um . . . " She was obviously having a little trouble remembering the word bagpipe.

She screwed up her face in concentration and tried again. She looked like she probably had it this time. She said, "Daddy, is that you playing your . . . your vampire?"

At least she got the vowel sounds right. . . .

And a few more of Halloween...

Dadam did a nice job on the make-up, no? Notice the pumpkins -- Cici did the white pumpkin all by herself! (Don't worry Grandmas, she used special tools, no knives!)

Halloween 2007

It was a great night, totally tolerable weather, and our cutie-pie little girls out in their costumes. Cici went as a cheetah/leopard (it changed every house), and Ruby was a dog (minus the ears as she didn't want to put her hood up). They made out like bandits and I think everyone in our house went to bed with a stomach-ache last night. They did a great job of saying 'trick-or-treat' along with please and thank you, and Ruby did a nice job of telling our neighbors that, "Cici is a cheetah and I'm a dog."

Memory Lane, Halloween Style

In honor of Dadam's favorite holiday, a fun look at Halloweens past...


Ruby age 5 months, and Cici and Ruby last year.
BOO!!