Family Arts Festival Fun

Kaylee was just a little too young for most of the crafty stuff this year.
Maybe next time. We did manage to find a couple of things to do though.

Either A) Rae managed to get a nice, artsy shot of dad and Kaylee walking hand in hand or B) Rae doesn't know how to use the camera very well.
Either answer is acceptable.

Kaylee's not too sure what to think about all this green stuff.
Where's the dirt? And rocks?

While Rae had a great time making the bug antennae princess crown for her – Kaylee wanted nothing to do with it. Even if it did make her look really cute – but you'll have to take my word for it. This is the closest I could get to a photo of her wearing it.

"If I did that – do you think I'd get in trouble?"
or "I wonder what THAT tastes like."

You thought grass was confusing?
Meet the dead antelope, stilt-walker mime thing.
It scares me too. Especially his leotard.

It may be Rae's favorite fair food –
but corn on the cob is especially difficult to eat when you only have two teeth. And they are both on the bottom.

And we got our picture taken by the fine folks at the Arizona Daily Star.
See if you can find us.

Kaylee today: Fair.

Quick! Check her stats!

I should have started this sooner so you'd have some sense of how things have changed. But I'm not that smart. Luckily, I'm devestatingly handsome - so that gets me through most of life's challenges.

You - in the back. Quit smirking.

Belly: 36 inches
Belly button depth: Approx. .25" deep
Bust: Like I'm gonna put that on the internet. What kind of pervs do you want me to attract to this blog?
Butt: Again. Not gonna happen. But this time because I know Rae will read this and I value my life.
Height: Still 5-foot two and three-fourths of an inch.
Weight: I don't know. Rae won't allow a scale in the house.

So really, you didn't get too much out of that. Sorry. There's just not too much going on right now. Feel like you didn't get your money's worth from this entry? Let me make it up to you. Here's a clip of a monkey sniffing his own butt.

So now you know

The inbox is full - so I think it's safe to assume everyone got the e-mail.
Now all you have to do is wait seven more months to see the end result.

In the meantime, I'll be here to entertain you with tales of stress, hormones and ever-increasing waist lines.

Unfortunately, I don't have anything witty to throw in right now. So please enjoy this picture of a monkey.