Coughy

Rachel should be named Rachel Coughy instead of Rachel Handysnacks because she only coughs. All the live long day. I knew a boy named Bobby Coughy in elementary school. What if they met and fell in love?

Also, Rachel Coughy talks in her sleep. Every night. I can never understand what she's saying, which is too bad because it would be cooler if she revealed secrets about herself instead. Then I could use that information to blackmail her into cleaning out the cat box.

E.A.

I had a horrible, horrible day. I feel like the time between waking up today and right now has been approximately 50% of my life.

When I finally got home, I wanted to do something to make myself feel better. So I watched Evan Almighty. And I do feel slightly better.

Flying Colors

Yesterday, one of our kindergarteners asked Rachel if he could "speak to her privately." She agreed and they stepped away from the group of kids. Once they were far enough away from the group, he crouched down intensely. Rachel knelt next to him. After a moment of heavy silence, he told her -

"I am the real Batman."

The Cycle of Life

Today I brought back out the Chacos.

Also, it is like a heat wave in my room. Like a MICROwave.

I feel boring.

The Wind

The other day, Ricky meowed for five straight minutes at something out the window. It was a bush. Blowing in the wind.

Five minutes.

Happy Easter, from Ricky and Nicole

Failblog is funny.

I didn't know about Failblog.org until Ronny Ronnersons wrote about it on his blog. Then I looked at it and it was very, very funny.

Here are some gems.

1600 meter

I am at a high school track meet with my family. It is the slowest track meet that has ever occurred. Not because the runners are slow- the timers need at least ten minutes to decidecwho won each heat.

However, I like my family so I don't mind the slowness so much.

Oh and PS I dominate at track. I ran in 8th grade. Once, I came in second to last instead of last.

Hm.

I ate Cheetos last night during The Biggest Loser.

Want to fit in at my house?

If you want to fit in at the Raden/Jobe household, here are some basic rules:

1) You have to be able to identify the following items: Froggie, Snack Drawer, Buppy

2) You must be comfortable with 2-5 animals being in the room at all times.

3) You have to enjoy watching Dancing with the Stars, House Hunters, American Idol, and ESPN (or at least be able to tolerate them)

4) You must be able to deflect banter/jokes/fake threats that are directly aimed at you.

5) You must know where a tennis ball is at all times.

In Puyallup! P-town!

I am currently sitting on a couch, in between my mom and dad, IN PUYALLUP WASHINGTON. That's right, I am on vacation.

Mini-vaca to the home town. Yup. Let's see if I can find some good pictures on their computer. Oh yes, here we are:

Pluck

Today my hair caught on fire.

April Fool's.