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Four years into widowhood, after one year of incredible happiness and nearly 14 years of single blessedness. Have given up perfect manicures and pretty hands in order to resume playing the soprano recorder and to see if I can figure out how to play bluegrass banjo. Singing in the shower. Still really, *really* love to knit!

Saturday, September 09, 2006

Bear With A Problem, Revisited

Remember my bear with two problems? We weren't able to take care of the first, which involved longitudinal stick management and allegories to the workplace.



But Secondborn found his partner in crime, and we -- Secondborn, Fourthborn, and I -- collaborated on a redesign and re-posting of the ransom note, using Secondborn's stash of scrapbooking fonts. I also successful evaded any brownie baking [at least for the time being], and we took eight new photos for the blog. Not to mention all those mini M&M's we consumed while BittyBit napped.

VISUALIZE BITTYBIT'S COMPLETED SOCKS, HERE. I AM STILL WAITING ON PHOTOS FROM SECONDBORN, WHO HAS HAD AN EXCEEDINGLY BUSY WEEK JUGGLING ONE TODDLER AND ONE HUSBAND AND CHURCH RESPONSIBILITIES AND TWO COLLEGE CLASSES, SO WE'LL CUT HER SOME SLACK. NOT A LOT, BUT SOME.

Yes, it's cheesy to simply invert the original photo. But Bear #2 growled at me when I proposed the idea of taking him back for a proper portrait. BittyBit is a lovely child, with sharp little teeth and the persistence of Gandhi. Bear #2 would prefer to visualize world peace and not his own beheading.



The little Bear Brothers, reunited at last!

2 comments:

Secondborn said...

I don't know how I went through all of my teenage years without realizing your comedic genius. Every time I read your blogs I laugh, sometimes hysterically. Maybe my problem now is that I have a child, so I am naturally more inclined to bouts of hysteria. Keep up the witty work.

Lynn said...

Honey,
I *wasn't* this funny when you were a teenager. I've had another few years to hone the act before taking it on the road, as it were...

If I were a betting woman, I'd bet that Fourthborn and LittleBit only rarely find me funny. Generally when I am mocking the stupidity of other drivers.

And yes, motherhood definitely predisposes one to bouts of hysteria. Those folks who say that the Peace Corps is the toughest job you'll ever long, haven't a clue.