Saturday Morning...

worried, originally uploaded by chase+kate.

sitting around the house uploading pictures. I like this one because she looks sort of astonished and concerned. Lazlo is washing dishes and Wren is (contain your shock) pretending to be a puppy dog for about the 56th consecutive hour. There was a little break there when she was actually IN the kangaroo costume and pretending to be a kangaroo, but now we're back to puppy dog.

It's hard to say which of our dogs is actually more whiny. Ramona is giving a strong performance at the moment, after a long night of NOT barking at the group of loud-music-playing loiterers around our front gate. (Lazlo actually went outside, dragged her out of her doghouse and pointed her at them with a whispered "Get 'em girl!" only to watch her do a dog's version of grumbly old curmudgeon going back to sleep...)

Even with Ramona's showing this morning though, I have to give the whine award to Wren- the still reigning champ, just based on perseverance alone.

Last night we went to the annual Fuller Fall Festival. It was fun, although the California Skewers signature dish was pretty disappointing and the miserly portion did not stand up to my mighty nursing calorie need. Worth it for Wren if only for the 30 minutes of Bounce House. I was the only parent who had to go INTO the bounce house and pull a screaming kid out when the time was up. What can I say? She loves to bounce.

Churd is back in town, and occupying his old room. He and Wrennel have had some nice bonding time and it's sad to see him leave again so soon.

We're in the process of trying to get out of the house at some point this morning. The fact the the sky is a weird gray color and our car is covered in ash is kind of dampening. Also the fact that I'm sitting in front of the computer, instead of performing one of the gazillion diaper changes that will have to happen before we get out the door. So I'll stop here.