Showing posts with label joey. Show all posts
Showing posts with label joey. Show all posts

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Reading these reminds me that 6 is one of my favorite ages

 The downside of having Charlie do the dishes while I did less visible house cleaning, like the bathrooms.



Saturday, April 2, 2011

01-30-1993 was a prolific day for cartoons

I, um, never got much further than that first group of vehicles and Joeys.
Sigh. Joey's very forgiving of my foibles, even if I am not.
(The room has long since been painted over. It's Emily's now)

I don't remember what the "shark tooth" was. I think it was a rock.
Joe's almost 25 now. Maybe he still remembers the tooth...


I was looking for an answer such as,
"Heyyy, you're right! It didn't eat me because I'm stronger than it is!"
All those years of developmental psychology classes, wasted...

Saturday, March 19, 2011

11-17-1992 was a prolific day for cartoons

This is Joey, age 6 1/2, and Lisa, 9, also on Nov. 17, 1992.

Katie was born when I was one month shy of my 30th birthday.
Pretty sure I had wrinkles.

(I think she meant beautiful, not scary)