Souvenirs
All hail stuff!
When Daddy goes to cool places, we are the recipients of appropriately cool trinkets. With his trip to the Cascades, he fed the boys' (especially Jacob's) latest obsession, buying two sets of mini Cars cars. He also brought a book home from Paradise Lodge on Mount Rainier:
It explains why turkey vultures poop on their legs (to stay cool), why mountain lions lick their babies butts (so they can poop), why robins carry poop in their mouths (to clean out their nest), etc etc insert various descriptions of animals puking, pooping, and peeing for important purposes. As you might imagine, it is our new favorite.
As I always do, I made Daddy promise not to bring back anything for me. He never listens. He found this cool little necklace at the newly vamped-up Seattle airport and thought I needed to have it. That husband of mine, he is always right.
Back in the day, the goodies he brought home from Finland were equally inspired. I made Daddy promise to bring me back only some crazy European candy, and he scored big time with that. We got a box of individually-wrapped chocolates, as well as two bags of gummi this, that, and the other. The gummi stuff had lots of licorice, which no one will eat but me. One bag, which we deemed "gummi trash", had a picture of a crazy-eyed mad scientist dog on the front, and contained such gummi shapes as keys, dog-headed fish, poop piles, boobs, and butts. European candy is the coolest.
He thought long and hard about the boys. Jacob got an M&M "torch", because flashlights are his thing. Isaac got an alarm clock.
Isaac's alarm clock is covered with characters from the Scandinavian cartoon Muumi, the Eastern European answer to Mickey Mouse. Dude on the second hand, he's skiing!
And then that Daddy did something so ridiculously beautiful. I always knew that this man was the one for me, but to have physical proof in my hands of how well he understands my inner jubilant nerd... oh, it sends me in raptures just to think of it. Daddy bought me a school-year planner. It is entirely in Finnish.
Can you imagine? A full year, not just to intricately organize our daily lives, but also to decipher a foreign language. Today was its first day. When I wasn't busy geeking out, I wanted to kiss that Daddy full on the mouth every time I opened it up.
When Daddy goes to cool places, we are the recipients of appropriately cool trinkets. With his trip to the Cascades, he fed the boys' (especially Jacob's) latest obsession, buying two sets of mini Cars cars. He also brought a book home from Paradise Lodge on Mount Rainier:
It explains why turkey vultures poop on their legs (to stay cool), why mountain lions lick their babies butts (so they can poop), why robins carry poop in their mouths (to clean out their nest), etc etc insert various descriptions of animals puking, pooping, and peeing for important purposes. As you might imagine, it is our new favorite.
As I always do, I made Daddy promise not to bring back anything for me. He never listens. He found this cool little necklace at the newly vamped-up Seattle airport and thought I needed to have it. That husband of mine, he is always right.
Back in the day, the goodies he brought home from Finland were equally inspired. I made Daddy promise to bring me back only some crazy European candy, and he scored big time with that. We got a box of individually-wrapped chocolates, as well as two bags of gummi this, that, and the other. The gummi stuff had lots of licorice, which no one will eat but me. One bag, which we deemed "gummi trash", had a picture of a crazy-eyed mad scientist dog on the front, and contained such gummi shapes as keys, dog-headed fish, poop piles, boobs, and butts. European candy is the coolest.
He thought long and hard about the boys. Jacob got an M&M "torch", because flashlights are his thing. Isaac got an alarm clock.
Isaac's alarm clock is covered with characters from the Scandinavian cartoon Muumi, the Eastern European answer to Mickey Mouse. Dude on the second hand, he's skiing!
And then that Daddy did something so ridiculously beautiful. I always knew that this man was the one for me, but to have physical proof in my hands of how well he understands my inner jubilant nerd... oh, it sends me in raptures just to think of it. Daddy bought me a school-year planner. It is entirely in Finnish.
Can you imagine? A full year, not just to intricately organize our daily lives, but also to decipher a foreign language. Today was its first day. When I wasn't busy geeking out, I wanted to kiss that Daddy full on the mouth every time I opened it up.
posted by Claire at 7:57 PM
3 Comments:
Cool stuff!!! Love the necklace--looks great on you!
I'm glad to hear about the Seattle airport being newly remodeled! Whew--it was always a challenge to find your way around there.
OH, and I didn't comment about Jacob seeing the GumBalls from the trees!!! He's just a hoot! That man's going to OWN a restaurant someday! He really loves the food! (It's not Ham ... It's Bacon!:-)-Love ya! Meemaw
Your man knows how to shop! (2 snaps in a z-formation!) See you guys real, real soon!
I like that necklace. Lots of goodies! I'm really interested in that nature's yucky book. That's a cool idea.
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