Sunday, December 30, 2012

Date

One of my most favorite things about the holiday season is spending some one-on-one time with the little one. (Ha. Little.) Poor Josh had to work on the day after Chrsistmas, so Smalls & I headed out to Pasadena to visit Kidspace. I don't have much commentary for these pictures aside from: HOLY FUCKING SHIT WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED TO MY TEENSY BABY?

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Water tornado? I am perhaps not the best guide through a science museum.

Worst. Restaurant. Ever.
Worst. Restaurant. Ever. (In the bug exhibit).

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I dunno. Levers, maybe?

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I made him climb that wall six times by pretending I kept missing the picture. Really, I just wanted to make him keep doing it. Because I'm mean.

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They brought snow in for the kids to play with (and by "snow" I mean "the shit at the bottom of my freezer.") Didn't stop Dash and all the other kids from having the time of their lives by hucking huge chunks of ice at their parents,

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It takes a special type of cat to hold a spoon in one hand and dig into a scoop of ice cream with the fingers of his other hand.
After leaving Kidspace, we went to a restaurant for dessert (Dash) and wine (Mommy). It takes a special type of cat to hold a spoon in one hand while digging into a scoop of ice cream with the bare fingers of his other hand.

Friday, December 28, 2012

Christmas Haul

Reindeer snacks
Reindeer snacks left out the night before

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Cookies & a note for Santa

Have you heard of this gift policy for Christamas--one thing they want, one thing they need, one thing to wear, one thing to read? Yeah, we don't do that.
Have you heard of this gift policy for Christmas--one thing they want, one thing they need, one thing to wear, one thing to read? Yeah, we don't do that.
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Don't tell him it's upside down.

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Dash had another Lakers jersey that was literally disintegrating from wear. Santa got him a much better quality replacement.

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Dash got this hat at Disneyland this summer, and although it was his most favorite thing in the universe, he promptly lost it while trying on bike helmets at Target. Santa replaced it, too. Santa's pretty hardcore.

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Nintendo 3DS. He already has the regular DS. Because why wouldn't a six year old need two DS gaming systems?

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How I know this book was meant for me.
I got, among many, many other wonderful things, the Humphrey Slocombe Ice Cream Book. As I read the first line on the first page, I knew this book was for me.

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Misc.

Striped socks, Antiques Roadshow, Christmas stockings.

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Monday, December 24, 2012

Merry


Lite Brites

The time has come once again for the Engels' Annual Review of the Christmas Crazy.

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Wakefield  Place, you complete us.

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My number one question this season is: Where do you crazy people STORE all this stuff January-November?

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Oh, hello, stone turtle just hanging out in the middle of someone's driveway with a wrapped gift strapped to your back, you just make perfect sense. No, really, totally normal.

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Even Dash is beginning to wonder about the mental health of the people on this block.

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Where do you think the neighborhood dogs do their business during December?

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Even the Jews were killin' it!

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Oooooh, the Lakers!

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Odelay, Santa.

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Brrrrrr

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It's Dasher, bitches!

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The boys did a little bonding with the giant candy canes.

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Maybe a lot.

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Drunk.

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Drunk.

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Drunk.

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Drunk.

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Drunk. (OK, global warming. But also drunk).

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Dunk.

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Drunk.

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Sure. R2D2. Why the hell not?

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Play that funky music, Fat Boy.

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Some friends recently visited Amsterdam and brought back a few pictures of the women in the Red Light District posing in the windows. Now, I'm not saying that's what's happening here with Mr. & Mrs. Claus, but even if it is, who am I to judge? He has a hard job. Let him relax however he wants.

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Bye, Wakefield! I like to make fun, but it wouldn't be Christmas without you!
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