OK that was sortof frightening. I'll put some normal pictures up soon.

I don't know what I'm doing with this picture thing, the taking of, posting of, etc. These gorgeous photos were taken with my cell phone. Here is the Biggie, and what I like to call (after the heart-to-heart I had with our dentist today) The $5,000 Mouth. Observe the artfully crafted double cross-bite and the gynormously overcrowded teeth in all their glory. Six of those puppies are coming out to make way for gold-plated orthodontia, ladies and gentlemen!



And here is the sweet Wee One. She's not wearing lipstick; half her face is chapped. I am *this* close to rubbing cayenne pepper on her lips to keep her from licking them.

Well hey there, good lookin'. Long time, no see. How's tricks?

OK, it has been a while. Lame excuses: I was busy. I forgot my blogger login. My mojo was lo-lo. My yin and yang were being balanced. My aura was in the shop.

Let's bring y'all up to the present. The Biggie and Wee One are the same, only skinnier, taller and even more chatty than before. The Big is in second grade and would rather do schoolwork than go out to recess. The Wee is in her last months of preschool and is no less tornado-like. Milo the dog has lost a couple of toenails and Sylvie the Ancient Cat is still creaking around, yowling for salmon and milk. We are down one turtle (it ran away) and up one goldfish. I haven't seen the snake for a week, so I'm assuming it's hibernating. Winter is lasting a bit too long.

The Husband is working his already-diminutive heinie off, a fact which has caused me to slowly take over more house responsibilities and diminishes my other activities like, oh, blogging. We have a little bit of a bunker mentality going on here at the Quistilton Ranch, though I'm not sure exactly what sort of siege we're expecting. Maybe it's time to go out in the sunshine, eh?

I am still working at my wonderful job, though not too much, since Wee is only in half-day preschool. I am guiltily and eagerly awaiting the fall, when both my kids will be in school all.day.long. Just think of all the cleaning and working and showering and exercising I will be able to do! That's after I sleep for a month. A teensy-weensy article I wrote was recently published on the internet, yeeha. Nothing in actual newsprint yet, and I just realized the check hasn't come in the mail, either. No matter; I'll be expecting that Pulitzer nomination any day now.

Alrighty then, Wee wants her mac and cheese and my timer has run out.

It's nice to be back.