No Excuse

Ok, I know that this page hasn't been updated in a while...and threre really isn't an excuse. I could find time once a week at least to jot down something so I can look back and remember what we did, what we looked like, how we played etc...

I am growing a baby! Inside my tummy--that takes some effort! And there are 3 other boys around here who are always expecting me to feed them! I do have an excuse!

Well, I did take the time to upload a few photos....I want to try and go back and put more--but here are some. Enjoy!

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Unsere neue Bürger

Парочку дней назад, самый младший из нас (хотя это утверждение уже спорное на сегодняшний день) стал полноправным гражданином Германии.

Да, Германия может гордится очередным бюргером Lukian Von Kultajev! Вышел немец из тумана... вынул Луку из кармана.

Пролетарии всего мира соединяйтесь!

Правда, на фото в паспорте свойм европейском, выглядит этот новоиспечённый бюргер, как обыкновенный Лука Романыч из села Подсолнухово, Ростовской губернии. Причём, беднота босоногая, даже без одежонки на пачпорт сфоткался, стыд-то какой, господи, прости ты его душу грешную и родителей евоных, если такие вообще есть.



Так много хочется помпезного сказать на немецком по случаю, но из уст выходит сплошной хендехох, какой-то. Ладно, когда на "родину" поедем, вспомним чё-нить. Брудершафт какой-нить.

My Hair Talking

Front Hair: Oh no! Not Again!
Back Hair: What is it? What is it? It's not like we have eyes back here!
FH: Two lines! She's pregnant, AGAIN! You know what that means?
BH: Yeah, cute little baby hands twirling us and playing with us. Isn't it great!

FH: No! It means 3 more years of ignoring us! FH: I mean look at this! Since having that first adorable baby, we have been Ignored. Left many MANY days without being cleaned, hidden under hats and scarves, and the worst...home hair cuts. Yes, remember the home hair cut? Now with 3 mouths to feed, do you think Mama will get to have her hair done? No way, Jose!
FH: Look at how she used to treat us, before those adorable little hands... Curls and soap with water and the touch of a professional to form and shape us. Even with the perm in 7th grade--at least she was trying!

FH: Wait a minute! A contest for hair! Maybe we have onle last chance! Oh, to feel the hands of a professional again--it would be like walking on the treadmill!

BH: Wait a second. What is this contest? What do we have to do?

FH: Well, the Moosh and Whoorl (at Hair Thursday) are helping one poor hair soul with their generosity! And we are in need for some grand generosity!

On top of all this baby stuff, we turn 30 on July 14th! It's all downhill from there!