This is GREAT!!!

A lot of you have probably seen this, but in case you haven't--it's a classic. This has to rival some of the Moutsos greats. Although the Romney kid probably didn't have to deal with the police after this one.

If you missed it, this is a video of one of Mitt Romney's sons prank calling him.

Disclaimer

OK, so I realized that those pictures of Max might be a little misleading. He really does like to wear pants, and we really do put them on him when we go out. However, we have noticed a greater tendency to have an "accident" when the pants are on...therefore the pants stay off!

For the Gwammas

The quotes from Max correspond to the pictures.

"I wanna go play in noe."
"Look at my new hat, Mom!" Max informed us that was his "lots a hair."



"Look Mom, I put my inderwears (yes that's what they are called) on all by self!"
"It's Guido and bay (baby) Beckham"
"No I'm not Max, I brother!!" He says to Perry as she gives us her first smiles! Yay! I think Max has officially changed his name in his head. Word to the wise: don't argue with a two year old--it gets you no where...FAST.

In Jeff's Defense

I tease Jeff all the time about using our blog as his personal editorial column, but I actually have to support him on this random rant. Let me begin by telling you a story: One bitterly cold Saturday morning (weeks before Jeff ever heard of the song in question), I reluctantly had to take the journey to the grocery store. Over a 15 minute drive later, I arrived at the closest decent grocery store to our house in Buffalo--decent meaning I don't feel like I have to sterilize everything I buy there. Upon pulling into the parking stall the Canadian radio DJ announces to me that Ms. Sparks's new single is up next. "Oh Goody," I thought, the gloomy cloud over my head lifting (I really hate grocery shopping), "A new song to break up the monotany (sp?) of the radio." Not wanting to exit my vehicle just yet, as the heater had finally warmed it up just in time for me to exit, I procrastinated the task at hand (did I mention I hate grocery shopping?) and let my ears try out the latest Idol's first "hit", a term I now believe is used a bit too liberally. Now, I have to admit that at first listen, the sound of "Tattoo" intrigued me. I enjoyed the beat, although typical, the heartfelt first verse, vocals were great, and I even liked the chorus--that is, until I heard, "You're on my heart just like a tattoo. Just like a tattoo, I'll always have you," then I cringed. Honestly! Who comes up with these lyrics??? Just like a tattoo? Was there nothing else that is semi permanent (that's right, tattoos can be removed now, making the line even sillier) to conclude that simile when writing this song?? I thought lyrical rock bottom had been hit when I heard Fergie's, "I miss you like a baby misses his blanket," which was even worse than her slew of spelling bee songs. Thank goodness she proved her point--she can spell, even if it is only made up words.

Of course, we mustn't blame Jordin. After all, she's only the voice and prop. She doesn't write, play, or probably have any say whatsoever over her career right now (A major reason why Idol winners almost never make it big.) She probably was given a handful of songs with equally lame lyrics to choose from for her first single and, giving her a huge benefit of the doubt, chose the lesser of all evils. Needless, to say my trip to the grocery store had no silver lining. Maybe I'll go get a tattoo, so I'll always have this experience with me.

I am mostly a talk radio guy, but the other day I was driving around and I thought that I'd put on a few tunes. The first station I turned to was a popular mix station from Toronto. As I listened to the song that was playing I remembered why I had left the FM dial in the first place:

"You're on my heart just like a tattoo--just like a tattoo, I'll always have you."

Is this what it's coming to? WOW! I don't really have much else to say.

Back into things

We have been having a much needed break. Thankfully, I don't have to back to school until the 14th, so it has been nice to be at home helping out with the kids! Here are some pictures from the last couple of weeks:
This is Max opening his jammies on Christmas Eve. Thanks Grandma Charlotte!!
Perry also loved her new jammies. It's so hard to find things that fit babies as little as Perry, but these fit perfectly!
I left Max alone in the tub for a few minutes and when I came back this is what I found...He's always surprising us with his creativity!
This is Perry's "kissy face." I think she gets it from her Aunts!
Max opening more presents.

We had a great Christmas! Abby's sister, Annie, came up from Washington D.C. and stayed with us for a few days. It was sad to be away from all of our family, but at the same time it was nice to be able to have our first family Christmas.

I need to take a break. Max has just banished me to time-out for not listening and I need to go there "right now!"

OK I'm back. After Christmas we went to Erie, PA for New Year's Eve to spend some time with the Olsens and the Browns. It was a lot of fun to have a break and see our friends. We were planning to have a big family sleepover, but unfortunately Perry isn't quite up to it yet and we ended up leaving, but not before we rang in the new year the old school way--with pots, pans, and wooden spoons! Sorry about the broken spoon, Alesha.


Happy New Year to all, and we hope that all of you have a wonderfully prosperous year.