http://edlamaze.com Wed, 16 Nov 2011 01:04:02 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.1 http://edlamaze.com/2010/09/09/im-going-to-need-some-trophy-polish.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/09/09/im-going-to-need-some-trophy-polish.aspx#comments Thu, 09 Sep 2010 15:05:47 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=2559 http://edlamaze.com/2010/09/09/im-going-to-need-some-trophy-polish.aspx/feed 16 http://edlamaze.com/2010/06/09/bad-ways-with-my-good-graces-or-fess-up-and-no-one-has-to-get-hurt.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/06/09/bad-ways-with-my-good-graces-or-fess-up-and-no-one-has-to-get-hurt.aspx#comments Wed, 09 Jun 2010 20:48:17 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=2501 http://edlamaze.com/2010/06/09/bad-ways-with-my-good-graces-or-fess-up-and-no-one-has-to-get-hurt.aspx/feed 7 http://edlamaze.com/2010/06/05/cuteness-that-is-all.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/06/05/cuteness-that-is-all.aspx#comments Sun, 06 Jun 2010 02:48:35 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=2497 http://edlamaze.com/2010/06/05/cuteness-that-is-all.aspx/feed 6 http://edlamaze.com/2010/03/12/the-most-best-food-ever.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/03/12/the-most-best-food-ever.aspx#comments Fri, 12 Mar 2010 14:48:19 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=2346 http://edlamaze.com/2010/03/12/the-most-best-food-ever.aspx/feed 8 http://edlamaze.com/2010/03/01/you-seem-a-decent-fellow-i-hate-to-kill-you.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/03/01/you-seem-a-decent-fellow-i-hate-to-kill-you.aspx#comments Mon, 01 Mar 2010 12:01:36 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=2310 http://edlamaze.com/2010/03/01/you-seem-a-decent-fellow-i-hate-to-kill-you.aspx/feed 19 http://edlamaze.com/2010/02/02/raising-the-bar-a-tale-of-two-raccoons.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/02/02/raising-the-bar-a-tale-of-two-raccoons.aspx#comments Tue, 02 Feb 2010 17:47:13 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=2217 http://edlamaze.com/2010/02/02/raising-the-bar-a-tale-of-two-raccoons.aspx/feed 11 http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/26/what-do-we-live-in-a-zoo.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/26/what-do-we-live-in-a-zoo.aspx#comments Tue, 26 Jan 2010 12:35:58 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=1868 http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/26/what-do-we-live-in-a-zoo.aspx/feed 7 http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/07/fashion-fail.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/07/fashion-fail.aspx#comments Fri, 08 Jan 2010 01:58:08 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=1112 http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/07/fashion-fail.aspx/feed 8 http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/06/4-4.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/06/4-4.aspx#comments Thu, 07 Jan 2010 04:04:18 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=1097 http://edlamaze.com/2010/01/06/4-4.aspx/feed 6 http://edlamaze.com/2009/12/30/wow-thats-a-year.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2009/12/30/wow-thats-a-year.aspx#comments Wed, 30 Dec 2009 14:47:47 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/?p=1032 http://edlamaze.com/2009/12/30/wow-thats-a-year.aspx/feed 8 http://edlamaze.com/2008/09/02/it-looked-more-like-a-pyramid.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2008/09/02/it-looked-more-like-a-pyramid.aspx#comments Tue, 02 Sep 2008 19:17:00 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/2008/09/it-looked-more-like-a-pyramid/ Most mornings, I let the twins sleep in.  I suppose I could go in and wake them when I get Zoë and Zane up for school.  (Starting tomorrow that will be Zoë, Zane and Zia.)  But then, what would be the fun in that.  I mean, left to their own devices, the unsupervised moments just after rising provides a most interesting period of creative expression.  Take for instance, this morning. 

Upon hearing my little raccoons awake, I ventured upstairs and tentatively opened the door in anticipation of what I might find. 

Zella, sitting on her bed, proudly announced, "It's a castle!" pointing to the mound of fluff she had been meticulously arranging.

"Where did all that stuffing come from?" I asked attempting to follow the fluff trail to ascertain it's origin.

It didn't take me long to find it, a little rabbit, fluff free lying in a clump on the floor between their beds.  "Guys, what happened to little bunny?"

"He's dead," Zander flatly stated.

And surely he was.
... ]]> http://edlamaze.com/2008/09/02/it-looked-more-like-a-pyramid.aspx/feed 8 http://edlamaze.com/2008/08/20/i-wouldnt-be-caught-dead-in-that-rag.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2008/08/20/i-wouldnt-be-caught-dead-in-that-rag.aspx#comments Wed, 20 Aug 2008 08:38:00 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/2008/08/i-wouldnt-be-caught-dead-in-that-rag/ Wife:  That doesn't look good together.

Me:  I know but I couldn't find anything else.

Wife:  What about a dress?

Me:  She refused to wear a dress.

Wife:  She's two, Ed.  She'll wear a dress. 

I left the room at this point in search of other acceptable clothing for her highness, Miss Zella.  I had already been to the attic once this morning.  Maura made her way into the room to offer up the green dress, the same green dress she had refused me just moments ago.

**cue the screaming---lots of screaming---a whole lot of screaming---screaming similar to I just ripped your arm off and hit you with the bloody end screaming**

I can't be sure, but I think I heard the words, "NO!" and "I don't like that!" 

Several times.

The whole exchange took but a few seconds.  My wife exited the room with the green dress in hand, half smiling, fully shaking her head in disbelief at Zella's exertion of her newly realized fashion independence.  She looked at me, waiting, knowing it was coming.

Me:  You were saying.....
... ]]> http://edlamaze.com/2008/08/20/i-wouldnt-be-caught-dead-in-that-rag.aspx/feed 10 http://edlamaze.com/2008/06/25/every-once-in-a-while.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2008/06/25/every-once-in-a-while.aspx#comments Wed, 25 Jun 2008 17:56:00 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/2008/06/every-once-in-a-while/ Stop it, Naer.  (That's how Zella refers to her twin brother, Zander.  Naer.  It's pronounced something like NAIR but with more of an emphasis on an e sound as opposed to what the short i does to air.  Nay-er with less of a y.  Try it.  Naer.  Naer.  Oh forget it.  By the time you figure out how she does it she will have mastered the next phonetic phase in her development and the word will be lost forever.)

Stop it Naer.

I wan dat.  I WAN daaatt!!

Naer, no!!!  (Crying ensues and more arguing.  More words are exchanged but quite honestly it's hard enough to decipher when they are speaking without tears and whining.)

There's no real point to the argument.  Is there ever really when two year olds are involved?  I suppose my point in relaying is that the scene above is repeated daily at least three or four times, often more but seldom less.  It would seem that I am forever engaged in a struggle to keep the peace around here.  A task made more difficult by the fact that I find myself having to yell so loud to be heard above their screaming that my message becomes clearly--incongruous when considered with the tone of my delivery.

But every once in a while, when the planets align just so, there is peace.  Be it ever so fleeting, there is peace.  I was looking for a picture I had taken several months back--(I didn't have to look too hard for I've got pictures on my camera from January that I've yet to download.  Maybe you remember that post.)  Anyway, I stumbled upon this picture that will surely be displayed prominently at family gatherings, first dates, prom nights, graduation nights, weddings ... ]]> http://edlamaze.com/2008/06/25/every-once-in-a-while.aspx/feed 18 http://edlamaze.com/2008/06/13/koot-little-skirrell.aspx http://edlamaze.com/2008/06/13/koot-little-skirrell.aspx#comments Fri, 13 Jun 2008 09:12:00 +0000 Ed http://edlamaze.com/2008/06/koot-little-skirrell/ It's O-Tay little skirrell.  It's O-Tay.  Aww, what a koot little skirrell.

Zella, what are you talking about?

What do you have there?

Aww,Zella!  (exasperated)  That's not a squirrell.  It's a chipmunk.


And it's dead! 

Would you please stop hugging it!


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Zella:  Wa di dō ar ssay?

(Me thinking to myself:  Ohh I know this--pick me, pick me!!  Woof, Woof)

Zander:  Bar. Bar.

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