Where's Xander

"I'm hiding in the kitchen."

Watch your mouth

This morning I called Xander from another room, "C'mere, kitten britches!" (a la Skippyjon Jones). He must have found it amusing because he tried repeating it for several minutes, except he left out the kitten and can't say the br sound combination, so he ended up gleefully repeating, "C'mere, bitches!"

In other profanity related news, I'm lucky that the aunt we're staying with says "shoot" often, because it has saved me a couple of times when I've said shit and Xander spiritedly pipes up, "shoot!" I think he thinks they're the same word and I'm just saying it wrong.

Thing 2

The top image is a profile of the head and arm; the middle shows the spine; and the bottom is a crotch shot that apparently indicates 75% chance of girl in the beginning of January.

We are in escrow!

We signed the papers last night on a house we love. The inspections are already done and as soon as a few repairs are done and our loan comes through we will be moving to Davis, finally.

There are a few pictures here.

Bubbles in Grandad adn Nana's backyard

More pictures from that trip can be found here.

House hunting

We've put in offers on two houses that haven't been accepted, but in retrospect that is a good thing because I wasn't really looking forward to living in either of them. To be honest, the thought of having one of those offers accepted was kind of a downer actually.

Now there is the prospect of house I can actually get excited about it. I don't want to say too much about it since nothing is finalized yet, but here is a picture of the kind funky flower growing on a vine in the backyard. The flowers at the house are more blue than the one in the picture.