Good little fact to know: it only takes two years to exhaust the outer reaches of my knowledge. This morning, I had to reassure my child once again that no one could ever steal our house because it's too heavy for anyone to even pick up. Easy, right? Ha, I am so on top of this parenting stuff.

But then I had to admit that I don't have any idea when he asked me, "Why do people get old?" and just now I had to physically stop him from waking Kevin up when I told him that I don't know how an engine works, ask Daddy when he wakes up. He was almost in tears, begging me for information "I just want to know all about cars and trucks. I just want to know how engines work. And why do some engines have a string you pull and some engines don't? Lawnmowers have a string, but car motors DON'T. And I just want to know how it works. MAMA, I want you to tell me all about engines and just… show me how it WORKS!"

I'm not posting this to brag about my smartypants kid with the big vocabulary. I'm writing this down because it's a memorable moment. The moment I went from being fascinated and entertained to scared shitless. In addition to being fascinated and entertained of course, but still.

On the other hand, he's been walking around wearing an oven mit and calling me "sweetie" all day long. Oh, and pouring snot out of himself at a horrifying rate and crying because his nose is wery dirty. So in those ways we are safely within the realm of standard toddler parenting.

Ever since he saw a Caution, wet floor sign where the picture of the little falling stick figure man’s head is not completely attached to his stick figure body, Nicolaus has decided that body parts easily fall off if you aren’t careful.

As in
“Do you want to come here and feel the baby move?”

“No.”

“He’s kicking right now.”

“No, I don’t want to. Bucus I’m skeered.”

“Why are you scared?”

“I don’t want him to kick me. I’m afraid he might kick my hand off.”

I love when things are so rusted that you can’t even recognize them anymore. To me this looks like fabric almost.

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Mouse’s site has (finally) been updated.

The photoblog has (finally) been updated, and will be regularly updated until the next exciting unforseen life event takes place.

Also, I’m adding a section to the photoblog that will cover photoshop questions, tips and techniques. If you have any questions about digital post processing, please send them to me at photoblog@electricboogaloo.net

In other news, I’m working on getting a new rock and roll star printer that will hopefully allow me to sell some new items off of my various web sites. I’m hoping to offer archival photo prints, more of my romantic greeting cards, and the occasionally-requested black Save Mouse t-shirts. Cafepress has served me well, but I don’t like that they make customers buy six greeting cards when probably all you want is one, and they can only print on white or pastel-colored shirts. It seems that Mouse often attracts fans who only wear black, presumabely because they are mourning the lost freedom of gud dags everywhere.

I swear I’m forgetting to mention something else. Oooooh! We’re buying a dishwasher soon! That wasn’t the thing I was forgetting but it’s still pretty exciting.

XXOO,
Tiffany

Last night I finally got my scanner, computer, power supply, internet connection, heartburn, child, and general sense of well being all to align so I could sit down and scan more of my photos. That’s the good news! The bad news is that I’m still on this rusted, broken down thing kick. So here’s the sad little umbrella that time forgot.

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