Mud Run....

 

Here they are, Adam and Nate, part of the 5-person mud run team from last weekend's race at Camp Pendleton. They all had a good time although some members of the team were disappointed that the marines along the race were so encouraging and nice.

As you may know, there have been a lot of fires in So. Cal these last couple of weeks. Some of Camp Pendleton's housing was evacuated and then allowed back in the week leading up to the race. As we drove onto the station, we could smell the evidence of fire and saw lots of areas charred white, surrounded by patches of green where the fire stopped. It was an amazing reminder of the power of forces beyond human control.

By the way, after seeing the mud run, Jackson (the big idea boy) has plans for our own mini mud run. He spent a lot of time discussing (read: telling) his plans with Adam. Thanks for listening, Adam - we'll let you know when you and Anne are expected to run the course and survive a few more gruelling rounds of "I spy"

Teeth!

 

Here are Drew's teeth. He's gnawing on everything like there might be more coming.

A Biologist's Guilt...

If you regularly read our blog, you know we encountered a rattlesnake at our front door in July. Well, a few weeks ago, I found this centipede in the house. My gut reaction was to take its picture and then pound it to death. I found it in Jackson's room, under the table where he sits to do his homework. It was not a quick mover, which makes me think it was already dying (we actually use an exterminator every other month - this started after I found a live spider in clean, folded clothes - another day's story.) I took one picture (too close and it didn't turn out) and as the camera flashed, this little guy whipped around and showed me his most-hind legs, which are apparently pretty good for grabbing hold of things (or people) - hence this picture.

After I whacked the life out of it, I did a little research and discovered I had killed a Tiger Centipede. These centipedes are actually really good, as they eat spiders (which I really dislike, even though I KNOW they're good and important critters), mosquitos, and are not known to bite humans. Needless to say, I felt a little guilty, but I'll whack the next one I see anyway. They creep me out! Please don't ever give this blog address to any of my Biology students - they think I celebrate and love all creatures equally.

Let me again say, don't let my little findings dissuade you from visiting. I'll photograph it and whack it to death before you'll ever even know its here. Plus, the sunsets....think of the sunsets....and no humidity!


 

He eats....

 

The Drew-man is a spoon-grabbing, very-curious-about-what's-going-in-your-mouth, hungry boy. At four and a half mos., he weighed in at almost 19 pounds and 26 and a quarter inches long. He's been trying to take our food for quite some time, so we started him on solids. He really enjoys cereal, peas, squash, and now green beans. Perhaps what he enjoys most, though, is a good spoon.

By the way, he's also sitting up on his own for 10 minutes at a time and really trying to get his knees under him. He's still a few days shy of 5 mos. Mr. Big Stuff is awfully cute and quite a flirt.

Peanut Bubba Jelly Sandwich

 
 

As the first quarter comes to a close, I figured it was about time I posted some pictures from the first day of school. Look at these cuties! I can't believe the school year is already one quarter finished!

What does this have to do with the title of the entry? Nothing really - I just needed to get the pictures up.

The title has to do with what I just realized yesterday (I know, I'm a little slow on the uptake sometimes, but none of you noticed or put it together either, so there! :))

When Delaney first started talking, she called Jackson "Bubba."
Delaney's nickname has always been "Jelly Bean."
Drew's nickname is "The Peanut."

Therefore, we have a Peanut Bubba and Jelly sandwich.