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The above photo of our oldest was taken on Saturday, October 22, 2005, at our local punkin'patch. It's now an annual family tradition. Please click here to see more photos from the outing.

I'm happy to report we survived Hurricane Wilma's drive-by blowing just fine. We're located quite a bit north of Tampa Bay itself, so our immediate area's wind and rain were considered minimal tropical storm strength. Our power only flickered once — and that was well after the worst of it had already passed. As a lovely parting gift, due to the time of day she hit, Todd's office was closed until 1 p.m. today though. Whoo!

One of the worst things about hurricanes, I'm beginning to learn, is their effect on children. Even our teeth were hurting from the massive pressure change yesterday, and we're both old enough to understand why. But every time one blows by now, the boys are just miserable and there's little we can do to help them. Unfortunately yesterday was the day we had selected (weeks ago) to have our youngest's Halloween portraits made due to the Bucs bye-week and Grandma Vicki's visit next weekend. We arrived at the studio to find room upon room of other cranky children. I ended up being "the snack lady" because a little girl in the group ahead of us (booked in the storefront studio) refused to smile before each pose unless she had a treat. Her mom could only offer her fruit loops, so it was Robyn to the rescue. I know the Mom Scout motto and I was more than prepared... By the end of the session I was passing out alphabet cookies and goldfish crackers to three children in exchange for their performances on camera.

As for our own photos, we managed to get one smirk -but not a single smile- out of the wee one. Thankfully the amazing photos we took at the patch made up for it. But just my luck!

By the way, you know the drill if you want to see the photos (instructions here — and yes, that means you have to read them first). You can get a partial sneak-peek of one of me and the itty-bitty on the "about page".

This movie quote is about to become real-life here in our household:

I understand that you little guys start out with your woobies and you think they're great. And they are. They are terrific. But pretty soon, a woobie isn't enough. You're out on the street trying to score an electric blanket, or maybe a quilt. And the next thing you know, you're strung out on bedspreads Ken. That's serious. —Jack Butler

Only for us, the 'woobie' goes by the name of binkie. I had truly hoped to have our oldest broken of the blasted piece of plastic by 18-months, but little brother's arrival pretty much shattered that illusion. We do have it limited to bedtime-only now, but this afternoon when it was time to go down for a nap, the oldest threw down when I placed one binkie in the crib and he spied another one over on his dresser. I went ahead and tossed the second one inside as well and he did the "she's a maniac" Flashdance twinkle-toes move, then grabbed both binkies -one in each hand- and tried to put both in his mouth at the same time. D'oh! Houston, we have a problem.

And for more thoughts on the children's programming that's overtaking my life... Raise your hands out there if you hate Higglytown Heroes as much as I do. Thankfully our oldest could care less about the show so it's rarely on in this household. However, we caught the tail-end of one earlier this afternoon and the "hero" of the episode was.....get this.....the pizza delivery man. Now riddle me this. When exactly is a pizza dude considered a hero in real-life short of their deliveries to pregnant women and college students during finals week? Even a theme song by "They Might Be Giants" can't save the show. I'm sorry, but last time I checked sanitation workers, electricians and plumbers do not get card-carrying hero status. Well, until our oldest thinks to do this anyway.


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