Showing posts with label the cutest thing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the cutest thing. Show all posts

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Once there was a tree

And that tree got sick and had to be removed. 



The tree and the men and their equipment. 1 cherry picker, 1 giant hook truck, and a tree eater, and a big truck for the tree crumbs. 

He's smoking AND cutting the tree with a gasoline powered chainsaw.
He liked the audience! 
and here's the big tree trunk grabber truck!



you can see the dark, diseased tree part on the right. 

After the men left, I cleaned up the stump. 
and we honored it. 
by sitting on it and making it feel useful 

and then the stump grinder truck came. 
and the tree was gone. 

Saturday, October 2, 2010

Good Saturday Part 2

Clark and Veronica waiting in the car while I got the rockets ready. Clark loves music!

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

The Cutest Thing -TCT

Tom and I have been having a nightly conversation about "The Cutest Thing" that Clark did that day. While these stories are usually really short, they are the darling type of memories we like to keep. I thought that maybe I could start sharing The Cutest Thing on the blog in just a few sentences with you so that you too can benefit from our darling son.

Today I went to a meeting and Clark came along. As we were leaving, Clark found a muffin and started eating it. I let him take the muffin with him into the car seat. He ate the muffin while we slowly moved through traffic. I didn't realize the muffin was almost gone, but Clark let me know. He threw the muffin wrapper over my chair (he sits right behind me). It hit me in the back of the head and splattered muffin bits all over the car. I was on the phone at the time, and said, "CLARK! NO! THATS VERY NAUGHTY!!!" Tom (who I was talking to) wanted to know what happened, so I told him. We both laughed, because it was pretty funny, although very very naughty.

Later in the same car ride, I gave Clark a book to read, because he kept demaning more food and I didn't have any. He was happy to receive the book, but started looking out of the window. A few minutes later, I looked back to see how he was doing. He had been gazing out of the window, but saw me check on him. He quickly buried his face in the book like he thought he was supposed to be reading and not looking out. I laughed, he looked up and smiled his sneaky grin. That was the cutest thing... so far.