Stuck in the Truck

Here we are, Thanksgiving evening and Jon decides he wants to go 4-wheelin'. Jon and Dad called an hour ago and said they were stuck up in pole canyon in the truck and they needed help. So all of the other guys went up to unstick them. So Janessa and I are creating more fun stuff for our blog. Jon said not to worry because Calvin was sound asleep in the back of the truck. Lily wants to eat now so I will go. But we will keep you updated on the 4-wheelin' adventure.
Chrissy

Thanksgiving

Well, it's Thanksgiving day and to show how very thankful we are, we kicked the day off by watching Will Farrell and Christopher Walken celebrate Blue Oyster Cult's Don't Fear the Reaper through the expert use of the cow bell. Just remember, if you have a fever, the only prescription is more cow bell.
Last night, we hung out at my dad's house and had desert. Somehow we got on the topic of Calvin's uncanny automobile operation skills. He can properly operate the ignition, door locks, garage door opener, headlamps, dome lamps, horn and electronic four wheel drive all without any adult supervision. He also demonstrated his ability to load the CD player (albeit with $1.87 in change instead of actual compact discs.)
While we were at my dad's, we went through some more of my late grandmother's estate. I procured some terrifically festive Christmas decorations with which I can increase the holiday spirit at the water treatment plant by ten fold. Lily is sitting on my lap and just took a huge dump, so I have to go now.

Halloween

Cruella Deville, Two Dalmations and a Kitten. Halloween was so fun once we convinced Calvin to dress up. He wanted to be a chicken for a month, so we found a costume and he would not go near it. He thought it was the scariest thing he had ever seen. Luckily one of our neighbors offered her matching dad and son dalmation costumes and we convinced Calvin to dress up like dad. It turned out great.

Sudar's first post

So, it's nearly eleven o'clock and I have a ton of homework I should be doing, but Chrissy suggested we start a blog. It sounded like a good idea, so here you have our groggily entered first post.
I don't have too much to say at the moment. I went to work all day, then to school all night and then came home only to find out Calvin was attempting to start his career as a criminal. While shopping at Walmart (with both kids,) Chrissy had to deter Calvin from becoming an underage shoplifter.
On the bright side, Calvin called his aunt BreAnna and asked her to bring him toast. I hope he at least asked for the big, thick Texas toast. Calvin also seems to have developed a taste for spicy corn chips or "hot chips" as he refers to them. When I got home from school we all sat around the table indulging ourselves with "hot chips" and related our adventures from the day. Just for the record, I don't eat "hot chips." They are too spicy for me, but Chrissy and Calvin eat them by the pallet. Lily prefers the filtered, milky version.
Lily is still hanging around, so I think we should go put the "little miss" to bed. Calvin loves Lily very much and constantly expresses his affection with hugs and kisses, as well as her various nicknames-- Miss, Nills, Dills and Pickles.