Category Archives: The Professor
3 Little Pigs
Dissection. I was so completely grossed out by the whole prospect I can only refer you to Ellie’s blog. Warning: Not for the faint hearted. A pig was harmed in the filming of this blog post. http://jeffcarlson.typepad.com/roo/2012/03/gross-interesting.html
Camping Trip
The Professor and FrogMonkey went on an overnight camping trip this past week. FM brought along his new fishing pole and spent a lot of time practicing. They hiked 2 miles in to a lake and decided to camp there. … Continue reading
Do Bears Poop in the Woods?
Yes. But little boys may not. The Professor and FrogMonkey are going on an overnight backpacking trip. They did their first one when FM was 2. They hiked 2 miles in. Spent the night. Walked 2 miles out. FM was … Continue reading
Flashback
Posts have been a little thin lately so I’m giving you a flashback to a year ago, hiking outside of Winthrop just as the biggest thunderstorm in 20 years was breaking. Excuse me, second biggest. REALLY would have hated to … Continue reading
Tired much?
Last night as I was going to bed I asked Bert to put the diapers in the dryer when the wash cycle was done. This morning I woke up to find the diapers still in the wash, FrogMonkey’s toys in … Continue reading
Run, baby, run
Tonight my husband informed me that FrogMonkey has inherited my coordination. Or – well – extreme lack thereof. I asked how he could tell. “I can tell.” “He’s two!” “I can tell.” Sorry, FrogMonkey. I guess you run like a … Continue reading
Monkey do: Camping with Papa
The Professor took FrogMonkey on an overnight camping trip. The boy walked over four miles to the camp site and back to the parking lot. He was exhausted but had a wonderful time!
Of bread, puzzles and the Easter duck
Today the Professor stayed home from school so I could try to get some sleep and finally get over this cold I got for FrogMonkey’s birthday. At the moment, the Professor is asleep on the couch and I am playing … Continue reading
Don’t make me separate you two
B and L were out working in the yard this morning. They came in accompanied by the strong smell of gasoline. L’s arms, clothes and legs were pretty obviously gas coated. B’s response: we weren’t around any gasoline. And it … Continue reading
Is it Fall Yet?
There is cat food all over the stairs. The pump bottle of baby wipe solution has gone missing. My son’s dresser drawers look like the underwear bins during a Victoria’s Secret sale. I only left them alone for four hours… … Continue reading


