A Week Has Gone By Already?!

Here we are, a Friday later. Holiday parties have passed....and holiday parties to get to.

Happy Friday. We hope you find yourself in someone else's shoes.

Smile.

Me and Ella in a dog limo being pulled by the paparazzi. Thank you for your servitude you big sweaty fur dogs.

These books are mildly entertaining.

Vanishing Videos--Appearing Pictures

Apparently videos don't get through to those of you who subscribe via E-mail. So you have to go to the blog directly every time you see the word video. Video. Video. Video.

Hopefully, you went to the blog 3 times to see the EGB attacking spoon movie. It's worth it.

http://www.bohrmanfamily.blogspot.com/

From now on I'll try to remember to direct the technologically challenged (Hi mom!) to the videos as I post them.

In the meantime. Here are some good pics from Ellie's school. She looks small for a college student, but don't let that fool you. Deans list. Valedictorian of her class in the first semester. She must take after her great-great-great-great grandfather, Albert Einstein. Al-B-E was what we called him.

Making hot hand drum beats.
Picasso ain't got nothin' on me
I just made a strand of DNA. I'm going to clone myself and fight Tiger Woods.

Really? Is this all you think I'm capable of? Sludge? Entertain me.

EGB Is 18 Months Old and Ready For The Weekend

Sorry.

I know I said I wasn't, but I am. I feel an obligation as the family historian to stay on top of all the happenings of our clan. And things are happenin'. There is just not enough time this holiday season. It's my hope that in the coming weeks I'm able to create an arsenal of post so that I can blow you out of the water. 2010 is coming. Change is coming. Details to come.

Until then. I wish you all a weekend. Wishes do come true, ya know.

Up first a video of the great EGB using a spoon. It's an inspiring tale of some oatmeal that made a long treacherous journey across the Midwest to our house. Upon arrival we brought the well travelled oats into our warm home and boiled him. EGB proceeded to get her favorite torture instrument, the spoon, and stuff the oats in her face. Heartwarming episode. Think Great Gatsby meets Freddy Krueger. Think Oscar performance. Any agents out there?

Next is a mini look-back. How the months fly. It was just months ago....

3 months old and toothless.

4 months.....and still toothless.

5 months.....and not sure if toothless, but little.

6 months and life to go.

17 months and running away to her native home with the monkeys in the Patagonia rainforest.

We're Sort Of Back.

Happy Friday!  There is much to report, but it's going to have to wait.  Got to get settled back in.....

First, there are leaves to run through and biscuits to eat.

Run.

Throw em in the air.  Work up an appetite.

Then may you find yourself at a Biscuitville.  Proceed in.  Eat as many biscuits as the authorities will let you.