Sunday, March 29, 2009

Who are you calling Chicken?











Two Kids and a Chick.


Two Ducks and a Chick.


Four little chicks sitting in a heap...some of their name ideas include Darwin, Lucy, Cricket, Odysseus, Dixie Chick, and Ditsy Chick. But, we aren't going to officially name them until we can tell what gender they are. If you have any name suggestions, please feel free to send them in!!
Isabelle and Ferdinand - I think black and golden, respectively, are already towering over the chickies...and that was a week ago!




On Guard!!



Fencing!! The kids came to watch me this Tuesday...you can see the excitement on their faces!;)

Actually, I think they quite enjoyed it, and they got to see Sama win one match, and lose one match. Sama has vowed to beat Simon by the end of the semester...thus far no one has beaten him yet.

As for myself, I am loving fencing. That does not mean that I am good at it...but the worse one is at something the more one is challenged to improve, eh? Ps - I like fencing in my shiny green pants - they are stretchy!! ;)

Below are two videos of me fencing Simon.

Here he scores a touch to my wrist...I need to work on my retreats.

Here I took the advance, but scored no touch. It looks decent though!

Monday, March 16, 2009

Let's Go Down to the Fishin' Hole





Fishin' days are here! Not that this means catching fish...but it's a nice thought.

I thought that these two pictures say a lot...the big boy and his dog, and if you look closely, you'll see that the little boy has his cat.



















Fisherman and big brother Drew





























Fishing in the creek really is more fun than the ponds....plus Sam doesn't have to worry about him falling in!


























"OOOooo....You should have seen the one that got away!!!"











Game of Chase

You can't beat a fine spring break day...especially one in which you get to see the family and play chase with JP. I decided to video tape our chase so you all can get a sense of what it is like...running through a forest where poison ivy looms behind every corner, brambles grab you, and the chasee is unphased because he is short enough to crawl through foot tall tunnels.