In which the saga of R-Pod continues—and the saga of Z-Bear begins
Sometimes, right before naptime, dad asks me to read him a Curious George story.
We both really like the one where George goes camping.
If dad tries to read when it’s my turn, I remind him how this works.
I have to admit that George can make me sleepy.*
*A little bit, but not too much.
There is no need to look at me because, see, I can just talk to you on the phone.
This is Aspen: Warrior Princess. She is looking at you.
But now she’s sleepy. Shhhh!
Dad took her photo with an all-manual vintage Nikon lens and then ran it through Photoshop CS4 on a dual-GPU MacBook Pro.
The incongruity is staggering.
This is a Vintage Glass Incongruity photo of my big sis …
… and one more of Aspen.
Big sis was teaching me how to use her* iPhone 3Gs yesterday.
*Not actually hers, but dad lets her use it all the time.
In this photo, she is probably emailing the head legal counsel of Switzerland to tell him “jjjggggffllkggg.”*
*This really happened. Sorry, Switzerland!
Because I’m the little sis, I get only a pre-3G iPhone of my own.
This is me calling Child Services to report the gross act of negligence.
“Hello, Child Services? I would like to report that I have only a pathetic, weak, first-generation iPhone.”
“Yes, it’s true that I’m only 1 year old …”
“… but I’m almost 2!”
“Yes. I can hold.”
This hold music is as weak as my smartphone.
These people obviously do not realize that I inherited my patience and temper from Beach Grandpa.*
*Very possibly true. Do not anger Zoe.
It can’t help that I don’t know which end of the phone is which.
Eventually, I got tired and let big sis use my head as an ottoman.
Big sis is pretty awesome.
She can draw stuff that looks like stuff.
She can even turn any circle into a smiley person-face.
She’s super good with a snow shovel.
And she can even pet a dog without stepping on any of the four paws.
My snow-removal skills are not quite there yet. Here–hold my mitten–time to get busy.
Wide-open spaces go well with bubbles.
See?
BUBBLE STOMP!
Little sis was more interested in walking where she wasn’t supposed to walk and also coloring tissue with magic markers.
This is my neighbor.
Zoe likes to visit the neighbor whenever she can.
Me, I like to walk giant bear-dogs.
C’mon, bear-dog!
This is the bear-dog’s mom explaining that he’s not really a bear..
I guess that’s true.
Bubbles!
Tongue of Concentration!
The following group of photos …
are all …
of me …
enjoying …
some …
outdoor …
time …
with …
bubbles!
This is Zoe. This is close but not quite.
Don’t look now, but …
Big sis is offering up Grandma Cookies!
This is a cat.* Her name is Pearl, but Riley thinks her name is Slider, and she calls her “Swider.”
*This cat belongs to Haley, who also makes a mean cowPic and took all of today’s photos.
PENSIVE MOMENT!
This is what big sis would look like if she were riding a unicorn in the Middle East and the unicorn did not have a horn.
I think she gets her first pony when she hits four feet.
GAH WILBUR KISSES!
Big sis was teaching me how to walk on snow.
She really is pretty good at it.
Someone pointed out …
that she and I look kind of similar in these two photos.
Then again, her hair is in a ponytail …
whereas I am showcasing my bangs.
Snow!