Monday, January 26, 2015

Ender and his little Toadie




She's her own woman, spunky, opinionated, fearless (save big machines), but Ender is older, wiser and he knows it.  Its dawned on him to tap into the resources of his little sister to get things done.

"Cora, chase those pigeons!"
"Cora, pinch daddy"
"Cora, say you want to watch TV"
"Cora, say you're done with lunch and you want a treat"
"Cora, follow me"
"Get Gunther!"

At first, it seemed Ender was getting a little uncomfortable in the shadow of Cora and differentiating himself between that weird, loud urchin invading his once 'only child life".  But now, Cora has become more of an extension of Ender's will and dictatorship.  He is comfortable in his own skin and will use whatever means necessary to push some boundaries.  She is a weapon, mouth piece, and his little toadie. 

And they adore each other. until they don't. 

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

On the Rim


I vow never ever again will go in the snow without donning a fur onsie.  I mean it.



The road to Payson weaves and wends through some of the most beautiful landscape.  Glad the I- 17 couldn't cut it straight.  Seen enough of that road it seems.
Zander abandoned his very excited kids in the car to record Gunther's first experience in snow.  Typical.
I would have loved to play with the lighting of this beautiful scene in camera, but my fingers were stiff and fragile as icicles.   The snow was like the fallen breath of an ice queen, nothing was allowed to form from it.  So we just kicked it around for Gunther's amusement.  I threw so much snow in his face, all over his body, he loved it.  It was very cathartic.  He wansn't annoyed or in full blown toddler rage.  Tough of nails, that boy.

Friday, January 09, 2015

Junipine - December and a lot said about Cora's hair







Zander told me that Ender got a little hung up while listening to a story.  Apparently, he wasn't too concerned. Zander must weave some thrilling tales. Thats how focused of an audience Ender is. 

A series of zander selfies to follow.  He discovered it this trip.  There are more, way more.... with Gunther.


haha oh come on zander, really.

cora's mama finally was let on to the existence of leave in conditioner. That stuff is amazing! We found multiple dreadlocks in her hair.  Huh, I was under the illusion that people with curly hair were blessedly exempt from needing to use hair products.  One of the reasons I wanted lovely locks so bad. Though, zander complained that it brushed her "look" out.  Her look is feral I guess.
Then I witnessed another curly hair secret.  On Monday nights Cora gets a spa treatment from Grandma.  Well, she emerged squeaky clean (if only for a brief moment) and with combed through, slick blond hair.  Her curly haired aunts were not amused.. so they attacked that mop by some sort of sprucing with simply their fingers and in no time her head was covered in a dizzy pattern of spirals and coils.  So its just a two step process 1)leave in conditioner with comb through 2) and then fluff
Her bedtime routine is becoming quite la di da, what with her creams, lotions and essential oils applications in front of a roaring fire. haha
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Wednesday, December 31, 2014

A dreary dark day in the desert.  

"In the dept of winter, I finally learned that there was in me an invincible summer" - Albert Camus


Some of their not so best moments this past summer.  Below, innocent, vulnerable children have been dressed and primped for their Aunt's wedding by their stressed out father.  A damage control squadron was rushed in.



Snoozing.








Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Tuesday, December 23, 2014

the ferry called Lee's


its a world where wind and water dislodges distractions and cuts my thoughts in two.  Its bare and lays you bare and you just might come face to face with yourself.  a carved out place that leaves gaping canyons, but always the river flows in the blushed wound.  I tore out my right eye and cut off my right hand and returned home whole. 






photo in top consideration for our Christmas Family Photo.  Sans kids.  what?  Gunther is the most cooperative and photogenic one anyway.... well, he does have a choke collar on him, I should say. 
The orchard exists as a growing relic of strange times long ago.  Lees Ferry, riddled with heartbreak. 

Friday, November 07, 2014

a shadow falls

Something has taken place.  Something my eyes cannot see.  But little miss sunshine scowls and won't stop.  The moon has been swelling until it reached its full moon peak last night.  She has had a few diaper blow outs.  She sticks her finger up her nose and says "owie".  But, baffled I remain.  Quite frankly, she's been a big pain in the butt.

Zander describes her joy as Mexican candy.  Chili powder coated candy.  It makes perfect sense if you personally knew our gnome. 



here is to having wisdom in waiting for whatever the foul thats making her fussy will pass.

Tuesday, November 04, 2014

Haphazard Halloween

 Around our house, we don't buy costumes, and we don't D-I-Y costumes either.  Let the photos be proof of how much fun can be had from your closet at the eleventh hour! 
 Albert Einstein in the making......
 Albert(a), extremely  bristled and ruffled up. A few jelly beans later and those pathetic excuses for eyebrows were forgotten.  She wouldn't put up with a mustache, though....  She is an unfortunate mix of einstein, and an  oompa loompa.  Hmm.... next year I think she could easily pull off the creepy servants of Mr Wonka. In the mean time, I must keep her from watching any Disney princess movie that could thwart my plans.       
 Round Two.  A clown dolly?  A hunter army guy dude person?
 I was in the process of going for a windup doll.