• Probably as well it is a Thursday, I'm not sure I'm up to an entire real post. 
• I'm perilously close to declaring Buttercup spoiled. 
• I'm bemused by her spoiledness since she has only ever been doted on with love, which makes me wonder where she got such a mouth. 
• Perhaps my mistake was naming her after my mother, who also had a mouth on her. 
• Leif has a cocooned caterpillar that Brian keeps trying to talk me into throwing away because he is convinced it would be for the good of nature. 
• Someone please tell me why Celia is searching Dangermouse on Netflix.
• You know, all week long I have thoughts and then by Thursday they've all fled from my head. 
• Fled from my head rhymes. 
• Yes, I really am THAT cool.
• Half of why we have children is entertainment value.
• I broke my thumb and it renders me useless. 
• If I'd broken both my thumbs would there be anything left to separate me from the animals?
• Separating me from the animals puts me in mind of zoos or large partitions. 
• At what time during the day do you stop saying "I really need a nap" and start saying "I really need to go to bed" 
• That is also the distinction, surely, between it's too early and it's 5'oclock somewhere.
• Leif keeps setting up scenarios with man versus dinosaur and asking me who'd win. 
• Okay, say there was a tyrannosaurus and the entire human race in that parking lot over there - who would win then? 
• Okay, let's say there were flying dinosaurs as well.
• What about flying dinosaurs, fish dinosaurs and the city aquarium with a lot of people in boats? 
• Okay, the entire dinosaur race through all the dinosaur eras and the city of Albuquerque, at the Colosseum?
• Well, I think that's about it, maybe next time I'll try to keep better track of my thoughts in order to share them with you. If I don't post this soon it won't be Thursday any more. 
• Please tell me why my spell check has highlighted Thursday, thoughts and half of the word more. Oh look, now it has highlighted highlighted. Idiot.

I figured it was time for another random, post-it note style picture-athon. So here we go.

"Look Mommee, I planted your flowers, all by myself!"

Random leftover shot from the blood orange photo session

Recently, I sent a message to a friend of mine saying I had realized that I have 3 types of pictures on my phone, finger/face injuries, kids drinking out of straws, and things that make no sense at all.

Stitches scar, 6 weeks post injury

Buttercup was concocting this and I was so intently watching her and helping her push the parts together that it wasn't until she was finished that I realized there was a camera man for the local news station stood over my shoulder the entire time. All that and I forgot to watch the news that night. Damn stealth reporters.

Mupping

Kids with finger injuries drinking from straws - 2 birds, one picture

silly band madness

Blood shot eyes from sleeping until the game and then playing in the wind

The windiest game of the season, a month later and I'm still getting grit out of my hair and ears, like 70 showers later.

She has to take "Biscuit" with her everywhere she goes, some people get money and buy drugs, or clothes, or food even. Buttercup gets money, she buys more Biscuit.

This is her Jordan face in her Jordan haircut, and she even dressed herself - can you tell?

This was me trying to find the setting that showed her skin tone - which led to her inability to make a normal face at me for the next so many pictures

Yeah, that about sums her up

Probably my favorite

Also dressed himself that day

3 for 3 in the dressing themselves contest. I like how each one shows their personalities.

Really, enough said

He was trying really hard to show me how "some kids wear their hats"

Home

And Away - or is that the other way around? Whatever, blue and white bobcat.

This is the definition of a well rounded meal - ice cream and pears.

Because Celia isn't home as much we have a smaller proportion of pictures of her of late, so I'm throwing this next set in for no good reason.

They all get this expression sooner or later. The danger of being able to hold thousands of pictures on a card, combined with the ability to hold your kids hostage until you get the right look.

This was for a school campaign poster. Brian was trying to explain the power salute to her, not only did she not get the correct hand, she did not get the message, this was her best attempt at humoring him.

Freaking cute

Some people on the other hand will do everything they can to not give you the right look, no matter how many of thousands of attempts you have to spend

She was cracking herself up, giving me her "best" smile

Which is why eventually we all resort to candids

He had a game later that day and the coach of the opposing team shouted "Hey you can't play with those tats! I'm sure that's against league rules" so I shouted "he's a transfer from the navy league" and the opposing coach died laughing and called him navy boy for the rest of the game.

This one has the common sense to hide his personality under long sleeves

Our friend made this for him, he's carried it around to the point that I've had to repair it almost daily.

Look, I told you this window was hideous

Scruppy Mup, self portrait - yes that is a freckle in the corner of her eye.