tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-146958002009-07-05T21:13:37.374-04:00No Dashiki RequiredWes Craignoreply@blogger.comBlogger396125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-61172891495088942032009-07-04T21:08:00.000-04:002009-07-05T21:13:37.388-04:00Fourth of July 1820<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFPNZ48gyI/AAAAAAAAAwY/sDB8sIcxNNM/s1600-h/DSC04584.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 337px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFPNZ48gyI/AAAAAAAAAwY/sDB8sIcxNNM/s400/DSC04584.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355148523626857250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFPNA953jI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qNmULmVjg0E/s1600-h/DSC04589.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:10x 10px 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFPNA953jI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/qNmULmVjg0E/s400/DSC04589.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355148516936769074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFPMyTcoaI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gCC2PsVVusk/s1600-h/DSC04591.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 270px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFPMyTcoaI/AAAAAAAAAwI/gCC2PsVVusk/s400/DSC04591.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355148513000595874" /></a><br />While Frontier Culture Museum had special events for July 4th, instead we just toured around the museum as we normally would. Only something has happened to Zara: instead of appreciating just the various animals (especially the historically accurate cats), she's suddenly interested in asking the interpreters questions, figuring out how stuff works, and otherwise appreciating the affordances of our local open air living history museum.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-6117289149508894203?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-22202052354970155542009-07-02T21:04:00.000-04:002009-07-05T21:07:20.311-04:00Cold Noodles in Sesame Sauce<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFOEd4lQbI/AAAAAAAAAwA/x1EV60VSmiE/s1600-h/DSC04576.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFOEd4lQbI/AAAAAAAAAwA/x1EV60VSmiE/s400/DSC04576.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355147270568624562" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFOEIT2EiI/AAAAAAAAAv4/zbGQ2G84B2c/s1600-h/DSC04575.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:10px 10px 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SlFOEIT2EiI/AAAAAAAAAv4/zbGQ2G84B2c/s400/DSC04575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5355147264777392674" /></a>Zara really enjoys helping in the kitchen (licking the spoons). Here she contributes to our ever-improving cold noodles recipe: hint, garlic doesn't help this dish.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-2220205235497015554?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-58384757637658470612009-06-27T15:11:00.000-04:002009-06-28T15:21:16.693-04:00Drop-off Birthday Party!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBw27i1gI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CnrYFUuFkA0/s1600-h/P6280292.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 280px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBw27i1gI/AAAAAAAAAvw/CnrYFUuFkA0/s400/P6280292.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352459727276267010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBjXJOLQI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Vdg0epKa-zU/s1600-h/DSC04553.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 316px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBjXJOLQI/AAAAAAAAAvo/Vdg0epKa-zU/s400/DSC04553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352459495405399298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBjGfoTBI/AAAAAAAAAvg/KE0AHeL1Ub0/s1600-h/DSC04560.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBjGfoTBI/AAAAAAAAAvg/KE0AHeL1Ub0/s400/DSC04560.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352459490935983122" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBi17jt2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/BxtdSVA3SFU/s1600-h/DSC04565.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBi17jt2I/AAAAAAAAAvY/BxtdSVA3SFU/s400/DSC04565.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352459486489720674" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBisbe4RI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CyA1REOu6ZM/s1600-h/DSC04566.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBisbe4RI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/CyA1REOu6ZM/s400/DSC04566.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352459483939266834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBiXirUMI/AAAAAAAAAvI/dL1EmrAQYhA/s1600-h/P6280314.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfBiXirUMI/AAAAAAAAAvI/dL1EmrAQYhA/s400/P6280314.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352459478332297410" /></a><br />Zara invited five friends for her big-girl drop-off birthday party. We had a crown making station, a bracelet making station, a pizza topping station, and a cupcake decorating station, in addition to Simon says, "jump up and down!" in the backyard. Smashing success! How to top it for 5?!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-5838475763765847061?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-9068191943823363322009-06-25T15:08:00.001-04:002009-06-28T15:10:51.049-04:00Costco Park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfAIyID_yI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jikVGW99cjM/s1600-h/P6260270.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 377px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfAIyID_yI/AAAAAAAAAvA/jikVGW99cjM/s400/P6260270.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352457939280199458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfAInsFGYI/AAAAAAAAAu4/r5ydYmbEkz8/s1600-h/P6260274.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 345px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SkfAInsFGYI/AAAAAAAAAu4/r5ydYmbEkz8/s400/P6260274.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352457936478476674" /></a>While picking up Gab & Maryann from the Richmond Airport, we took time out to play at the park near Costco, Deep Run.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-906819194382336332?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-83689800904294260962009-06-16T14:49:00.000-04:002009-06-28T14:52:36.462-04:00Polaris<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Ske7tfV2-QI/AAAAAAAAAuw/aPV0ib0s5FU/s1600-h/DSC04547.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Ske7tfV2-QI/AAAAAAAAAuw/aPV0ib0s5FU/s400/DSC04547.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352453072334813442" /></a>He was supposed to visit for a week in January...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-8368980090429426096?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-67890626699820031442009-06-15T22:40:00.000-04:002009-06-16T22:48:54.020-04:00Live! from Tonsler Park Amphitheater!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhYgF4tN8I/AAAAAAAAAuo/9nCcURA66ug/s1600-h/DSC04531.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhYgF4tN8I/AAAAAAAAAuo/9nCcURA66ug/s400/DSC04531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348121865861543874" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhYfidlenI/AAAAAAAAAug/NS5ObSh-ir4/s1600-h/DSC04527.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:10px 10px 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhYfidlenI/AAAAAAAAAug/NS5ObSh-ir4/s400/DSC04527.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348121856352549490" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhYfRSz2mI/AAAAAAAAAuY/ysc2AUaVJQw/s1600-h/DSC04530.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhYfRSz2mI/AAAAAAAAAuY/ysc2AUaVJQw/s400/DSC04530.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348121851743951458" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhYfOtPy0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/k695S90RQns/s1600-h/DSC04535.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:10px 10px 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhYfOtPy0I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/k695S90RQns/s400/DSC04535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348121851049528130" /></a>Our park is currently out of commission while the city replaces everything in it but the trees. The next nearest park has an under utilized stage. Luckily, Zara was available to introduce her traveling show, choreograph a wild combination of dance, martial arts, stand up comedy, and acrobatics, perform the same, applaud, <span style="font-style:italic;">and</span> act as several ushers. Reviews were a smash.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-6789062669982003144?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-57819647296140761812009-06-14T22:33:00.000-04:002009-06-16T22:40:24.873-04:00New Car Seat<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhWGII74BI/AAAAAAAAAuI/AF_Vj6f3xho/s1600-h/DSC04522.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjhWGII74BI/AAAAAAAAAuI/AF_Vj6f3xho/s400/DSC04522.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348119220766629906" /></a><br />Zara has outgrown her Britax Roundabout, the seat she's had since she was around 7 months old. Technically, we could probably put her in a booster, but her new Sunshine Kids Radian XT is way sweeter. It's good for 53" and 80 lb, very low profile, folds up nice & small, and pink. Need I say more?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-5781964729614076181?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-67420097193143690152009-06-13T23:30:00.002-04:002009-06-13T23:34:59.958-04:00Tag-a-long<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRvXhAnShI/AAAAAAAAAuA/c1bb4NqRoyc/s1600-h/DSC04506.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRvXhAnShI/AAAAAAAAAuA/c1bb4NqRoyc/s400/DSC04506.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347021107384240658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRvXgFhKJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Q9mGOuzWzt8/s1600-h/DSC04508.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:10px 10px 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 273px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRvXgFhKJI/AAAAAAAAAt4/Q9mGOuzWzt8/s400/DSC04508.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347021107136374930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRvXdjGKyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/jhZiXqAaEf4/s1600-h/DSC04509.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRvXdjGKyI/AAAAAAAAAtw/jhZiXqAaEf4/s400/DSC04509.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347021106455128866" /></a>Gone are the days when Zara would ride passively on the back of my bike. Now, she pedals! And it's both noticeable <span style="font-style:italic;">and</span> helpful on the hills! Life is good.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-6742009719314369015?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-65610753351360253732009-06-06T23:24:00.001-04:002009-06-13T23:28:29.299-04:00Dear Prudence<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRts5sGrlI/AAAAAAAAAto/9vZedpeB4NA/s1600-h/IMG_0789.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRts5sGrlI/AAAAAAAAAto/9vZedpeB4NA/s400/IMG_0789.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347019275763101266" /></a>We visited Brooklyn for the weekend, since there was a few-day break between the end of Zara's school and the beginning of her summer camp. They have a new kitten, the sweet and adorable Prudence. Pictured here with my sweet & adorable family. And Chocolate Fudge Brownie, the stuffed horse.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-6561075335136025373?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-46407455623754208992009-05-31T23:12:00.001-04:002009-06-13T23:24:10.280-04:00Riprap Hollow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRrRfixGKI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/YIqv5J0TzeE/s1600-h/IMG_4740b.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRrRfixGKI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/YIqv5J0TzeE/s400/IMG_4740b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347016605864892578" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRrRmompeI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FKqEB7isSHQ/s1600-h/IMG_4741b.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:10px 10px 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRrRmompeI/AAAAAAAAAtY/FKqEB7isSHQ/s400/IMG_4741b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347016607768421858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRrR21RCeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/M5lLmV3TQPw/s1600-h/IMG_4744b.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRrR21RCeI/AAAAAAAAAtg/M5lLmV3TQPw/s400/IMG_4744b.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347016612116498914" /></a><br />On our second swimming hole expedition, we traveled over the mountain to Rip Rap Hollow, which is more or less the other side of Afton mountain from Sugar Hollow. We went with the MM's. This time, we actually swam. It was ... cold. Not a little cold. All three girls swam, tho they might have turned slightly blue.<br /><br />To make up for it, we stopped for Tastee Freeze. Ironic. No one ordered the "Freedom Fries". Char took these pictures, because Jo & I are lame. I think our battery charger is messed up. Or something.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-4640745562375420899?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-23327284317812265452009-05-29T23:08:00.000-04:002009-06-13T23:12:25.601-04:00Zara-patra<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRqNawC7FI/AAAAAAAAAtI/TOxqXLXfZKA/s1600-h/DSC04493.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRqNawC7FI/AAAAAAAAAtI/TOxqXLXfZKA/s400/DSC04493.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347015436347305042" /></a><br /><a href="http://nodashiki.blogspot.com/2007/07/happy-2nd-birthday.html">Amazement Square</a> is even more fun when you're nearly 4.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-2332728431781226545?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-92193167190868835962009-05-24T23:04:00.002-04:002009-06-13T23:08:16.951-04:00The Wave<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRo5NpUf4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/jLIbiEXWjyM/s1600-h/IMG_0771.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 259px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SjRo5NpUf4I/AAAAAAAAAtA/jLIbiEXWjyM/s400/IMG_0771.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347013989720424322" /></a><br />We went to Richmond to see Carbon Leaf perform at Plan 9, stock up on Costco & Trader Joe's, eat at Kuba Kuba, visit the Richmond Children's Museum, and play in this nice little park. Busy day. Zara's pictured here wearing "The Wave", a silver necklace that belonged to her great grandmother, Dorothy. It was made by Maryann's upstairs neighbor in Providence, Doug.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-9219316719086883596?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-45953859086972709072009-05-23T23:20:00.000-04:002009-05-31T23:29:13.792-04:00Go Fly a Kite<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKilOJhkI/AAAAAAAAAY4/N2YPsugskqI/s1600-h/P5163963.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKilOJhkI/AAAAAAAAAY4/N2YPsugskqI/s400/P5163963.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342195540959004226" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKiZ5oNgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/u_v7HSvAgk4/s1600-h/P5163958.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKiZ5oNgI/AAAAAAAAAYw/u_v7HSvAgk4/s400/P5163958.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342195537920144898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKhzveGtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/hx4xltraKIk/s1600-h/P5163959.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKhzveGtI/AAAAAAAAAYo/hx4xltraKIk/s400/P5163959.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342195527676992210" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKhirc5rI/AAAAAAAAAYg/S4Prsa6vxAU/s1600-h/P5163935.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKhirc5rI/AAAAAAAAAYg/S4Prsa6vxAU/s400/P5163935.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342195523096733362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKhAVpYkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UoOFZgFtC4s/s1600-h/P5163927.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 229px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SiNKhAVpYkI/AAAAAAAAAYY/UoOFZgFtC4s/s400/P5163927.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342195513878471234" /></a><br />(thanks to guest photogs at hungry robot for the snaps, we at no dashiki seem to never have batteries in the camera, or maybe not even have the camera, as of late...)<br /><br />A few weekends ago the forecast was "rain likely" which in Michigan would have meant it will likely be raining most of the day, whereas in Virginia, it means it's likely that somewhere will get some rain sometime during the day, generally after dark. As you can see from the pictures of our foray with the Ts to the Kite Flying Festival in Palmyra, it was a lovely day to fly a kite.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-4595385908697270907?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>jmbcraighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07328159143324817515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-29318922718443004212009-05-19T22:06:00.003-04:002009-05-26T22:12:44.876-04:00Berry Picking Time<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/ShygmZsS8UI/AAAAAAAAAs4/VseE8wQPaMU/s1600-h/DSC04483.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 261px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/ShygmZsS8UI/AAAAAAAAAs4/VseE8wQPaMU/s400/DSC04483.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340319839746715970" /></a><br />After such a successful adventure at the strawberry patch with Zara's class, we decided to pick another 8 pounds just one week later. This time, we brought Laura with us, since she's between engagements. 3 pounds became fresh jam, 4 pounds we just ate, and the last pound or so, we're still working on. I'm told we can pick cherries shortly. And as always, surrounded by the beautiful Blue Ridge Mountains...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-2931892271844300421?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-3082248702682736222009-05-15T20:35:00.005-04:002009-05-17T22:42:37.226-04:00Field trip!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/Sg4KilwB6aI/AAAAAAAAAXI/6NpN7WL0spM/s1600-h/IMG_4036.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/Sg4KilwB6aI/AAAAAAAAAXI/6NpN7WL0spM/s400/IMG_4036.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336214197846010274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/Sg4Kims3FxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/oA1GJkZY6W8/s1600-h/IMG_4038.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/Sg4Kims3FxI/AAAAAAAAAXA/oA1GJkZY6W8/s400/IMG_4038.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336214198101153554" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/Sg4Kico3VhI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vMZgal94ZPM/s1600-h/IMG_4043.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/Sg4Kico3VhI/AAAAAAAAAW4/vMZgal94ZPM/s400/IMG_4043.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336214195400037906" /></a><br /><br />The first pic is Z with her best buddies G (front) and A (back), sitting on a cannon in what she calls cannon park which likely has another name - basically it's a nice square with cannons and a horse statue right by the courthouses etc in downtown c'ville. The next pic is Z and many classmates in the cool glass elevator that goes up 5 stories and gives an awesome view of the downtown mall and the mountains near cville (like mount alto, home of TJ's Monticello, maybe you've heard of it?). Last pic is the result of Zara's gelato consumption, as this was a field trip/treasure hunt to seek out gelato... it doesn't get any better than this, does it? I want to go back to preschool!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-308224870268273622?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>jmbcraighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07328159143324817515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-28852562394616865992009-05-12T21:47:00.000-04:002009-05-15T21:53:45.690-04:00Strawberry Picking<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4bYUx-lnI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LJRmcvveZ-0/s1600-h/IMG_0757.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 198px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4bYUx-lnI/AAAAAAAAAsw/LJRmcvveZ-0/s400/IMG_0757.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336232713189758578" /></a><br />Zara's preschool class took a strawberry picking trip. Good luck explaining to a bunch of 4 & 5 year olds about not eating the sprayed berries in the field! We picked nine pounds, made two into excellent jam, and accounted for the other seven <span style="font-style:italic;">per os</span>.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-2885256239461686599?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-2301288670806693432009-05-10T21:37:00.002-04:002009-05-15T21:43:21.791-04:00Mother's Day<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4ZY4YiWQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/B0NslCJT02g/s1600-h/IMG_0723.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4ZY4YiWQI/AAAAAAAAAsg/B0NslCJT02g/s400/IMG_0723.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336230523723471106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4ZYt60ghI/AAAAAAAAAsY/JwyXywnF7UA/s1600-h/IMG_0720.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:10px 10px 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4ZYt60ghI/AAAAAAAAAsY/JwyXywnF7UA/s400/IMG_0720.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336230520914477586" /></a><br />In the morning, we went for a walk in Sugar Hollow, searching more or less fruitlessly for Blue Hole, a locally renowned swimming hole. Apparently, we were on the right track, but didn't go far enough. Nonetheless, we had a lovely time, and a nice picnic on the North Fork of the Moorman River. Later that evening, we had the T's over to make ravioli from scratch.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4ZY7jGVII/AAAAAAAAAso/e3zs_hPIvjI/s1600-h/IMG_0748.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 281px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4ZY7jGVII/AAAAAAAAAso/e3zs_hPIvjI/s400/IMG_0748.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336230524573078658" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-230128867080669343?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-6284583666958738462009-05-08T21:35:00.001-04:002009-05-15T21:37:30.733-04:00Helicopter<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4YZw6eCeI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/qdmxsntzbZI/s1600-h/DSC04467.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 245px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4YZw6eCeI/AAAAAAAAAsQ/qdmxsntzbZI/s400/DSC04467.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336229439386552802" /></a><br />Zara went digging to the bottom of her toy box, finding this gem from her second birthday. It's really remarkable how differently she plays with it, now. In addition to a fascination with the nice noises and movements the toy makes, the vet now has a name, a mission, and as far as I can tell, likes certain restaurants more than others.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-628458366695873846?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-49203051672085599452009-05-02T21:29:00.001-04:002009-05-15T21:33:36.195-04:00May Day (Observed)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4XRDoc8SI/AAAAAAAAAsI/C26Jtt5Whqo/s1600-h/IMG_0673.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 239px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4XRDoc8SI/AAAAAAAAAsI/C26Jtt5Whqo/s400/IMG_0673.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336228190280806690" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4XRBnLJII/AAAAAAAAAsA/ObLRxIs7g1c/s1600-h/IMG_0698.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4XRBnLJII/AAAAAAAAAsA/ObLRxIs7g1c/s400/IMG_0698.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336228189738574978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4XQ66EerI/AAAAAAAAAr4/YWp1femfa8U/s1600-h/IMG_0705.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4XQ66EerI/AAAAAAAAAr4/YWp1femfa8U/s400/IMG_0705.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336228187938781874" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4XQoCN8LI/AAAAAAAAArw/rpRvlYpv7BA/s1600-h/IMG_0708.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4XQoCN8LI/AAAAAAAAArw/rpRvlYpv7BA/s400/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336228182872682674" /></a><br />We met the T's and the MM's at Frontier Culture Museum for their annual Irish-themed May Day Fest. Live music, maypole, beer, Robin Hood, how could it be better?<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-4920305167208559945?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-67995941600396735752009-04-30T21:21:00.001-04:002009-05-15T21:27:50.999-04:00Tragedy<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V9D_lsFI/AAAAAAAAAro/G-bmxYUAgtw/s1600-h/DSC04447.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V9D_lsFI/AAAAAAAAAro/G-bmxYUAgtw/s400/DSC04447.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336226747268837458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V8_0otVI/AAAAAAAAArg/-I-RvmrRxO8/s1600-h/DSC04444.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V8_0otVI/AAAAAAAAArg/-I-RvmrRxO8/s400/DSC04444.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336226746149156178" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V8sljNwI/AAAAAAAAArY/ksl3XNAwCew/s1600-h/DSC04451.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V8sljNwI/AAAAAAAAArY/ksl3XNAwCew/s400/DSC04451.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336226740985607938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V8mrt7vI/AAAAAAAAArQ/DM8Wj6k40Zs/s1600-h/DSC04456.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V8mrt7vI/AAAAAAAAArQ/DM8Wj6k40Zs/s400/DSC04456.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336226739400863474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V8NYcjVI/AAAAAAAAArI/qecx85BMxcc/s1600-h/DSC04458.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4V8NYcjVI/AAAAAAAAArI/qecx85BMxcc/s400/DSC04458.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336226732609146194" /></a><br />Zara and two friends had a fun experiment with scissors at school today. Eric said, "I looked away for just a second!" Apparently, the other two girls weren't as enthusiastic as Zara when it came to the actual cutting. Luckily, summer has more or less arrived, so a shorter "do" is just the thing. We had a long talk about scissors specifically and how good friends tell each other when they hear a bad plan.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-6799594160039673575?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-14996094931363451942009-04-22T21:15:00.001-04:002009-05-15T21:21:00.552-04:00Well Bear Clinic<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4UB3fE_LI/AAAAAAAAArA/vOYYK6TIJAg/s1600-h/DSC04437.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4UB3fE_LI/AAAAAAAAArA/vOYYK6TIJAg/s400/DSC04437.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336224630787341490" /></a><br />CBI took a whole-school trip to UVA's pediatric "well-bear" clinic. Trudy the Duck weighed in at 4 oz, she brushes her teeth very well, and is growing nicely. Pictured is Zara preparing to examine a possible case of Ursine Flu. She'll be flying the samples personally via helicopter to the CBC (Centers for Bear Control, natch).<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-1499609493136345194?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-40424110289432570482009-04-16T20:44:00.001-04:002009-05-15T21:15:03.589-04:00San Diego Fun<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2JEOK3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/mxt_rYRWjgU/s1600-h/IMG_0652.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2JEOK3I/AAAAAAAAAqY/mxt_rYRWjgU/s400/IMG_0652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336217832278338418" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2LNlKRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/OA_Bo0T9eNg/s1600-h/IMG_0619.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2LNlKRI/AAAAAAAAAqg/OA_Bo0T9eNg/s400/IMG_0619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336217832854464786" border="0" /></a><br />We all got to visit the SD Maritime Museum, where we saw Official Russian Sub, the star of Master & Commander, and the Star of India. Zara's favorite part was watching big kids on a field trip learn what sea shanties are for. While Jo was conferring, we made it to the zoo. The highlight of the visit (not pictured) was the double decker bus with <span style="font-style:italic;">no roof</span>! We also got to visit the wacky covered park near the New Children's Museum a few more times.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2kKfcwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/69Uofvwi6Ls/s1600-h/IMG_0646.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2kKfcwI/AAAAAAAAAq4/69Uofvwi6Ls/s400/IMG_0646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336217839552393986" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2Qp7p0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/zsHzhj1x20I/s1600-h/IMG_0645.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2Qp7p0I/AAAAAAAAAqw/zsHzhj1x20I/s400/IMG_0645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336217834315556674" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2aOsdAI/AAAAAAAAAqo/pV4hkhDk2mo/s1600-h/IMG_0641.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sg4N2aOsdAI/AAAAAAAAAqo/pV4hkhDk2mo/s400/IMG_0641.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336217836885668866" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-4042411028943257048?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-8141267227589492802009-04-14T22:45:00.002-04:002009-04-30T22:59:54.381-04:00New Children's MuseumWhile Jo slaved away at AERA, Zara and I visited the <a href="http://www.thinkplaycreate.org/">New Children's (Art) Museum</a> in San Diego. I guess it gives kids the opportunity to ponder "what is art" even earlier?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SfpkQllf36I/AAAAAAAAAqI/_NKZKnGI-wQ/s1600-h/IMG_0600.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 265px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SfpkQllf36I/AAAAAAAAAqI/_NKZKnGI-wQ/s400/IMG_0600.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330683345076477858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SfpkQ1wELmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PdtmJR_qvaA/s1600-h/IMG_0606.JPG"><img style="float:righ; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/SfpkQ1wELmI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/PdtmJR_qvaA/s400/IMG_0606.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330683349415767650" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-814126722758949280?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-58010669997447865732009-04-12T22:41:00.000-04:002009-04-30T22:45:05.405-04:00Martin's Branch at Ivy Creek<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sfph01yqMgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cccmroJEtqI/s1600-h/IMG_0586.JPG"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_0SPb9Ro0UZ0/Sfph01yqMgI/AAAAAAAAAqA/cccmroJEtqI/s400/IMG_0586.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330680669367054850" /></a><br />Kiera, Claire, and Zara cool off from our hike.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-5801066999744786573?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>Wes Craignoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14695800.post-56222789475793565422009-04-05T21:04:00.003-04:002009-04-05T21:13:31.670-04:00Kitties in the Park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SdlVkr1CfcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LSpFlnzS0Sg/s1600-h/DSC04430.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SdlVkr1CfcI/AAAAAAAAAVo/LSpFlnzS0Sg/s400/DSC04430.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378523443789250" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SdlVkT3zFOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aYeOsKTAq6o/s1600-h/DSC04432.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_kcSF-tQLdYU/SdlVkT3zFOI/AAAAAAAAAVg/aYeOsKTAq6o/s400/DSC04432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5321378517012911330" /></a><br />Sorry for the extended radio silence. Exciting things that have happened unrelated to this picture - Zara's started to read. She read her first book all by herself, <span style="font-style:italic;">Up Went the Goat</span>, on March 27th. This was also her 3 and 3/4 birthday. Meanwhile Wes has been rockin' the garden and I won a scholarship to a conference I was already going to be presenting at in St. Louis in July. And I passed my 2nd comprehensive exam. 1 to go!<br /><br />Over a week later, we went to Greenleaf Park to enjoy the wonderful weather. While Luke, Wes and I chatted about lots of important grown up things, the kiddies played kitties. Here's Z and C doing something feline. Or something.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14695800-5622278947579356542?l=nodashiki.blogspot.com'/></div>jmbcraighttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07328159143324817515noreply@blogger.com1