Foggy, Kangry Days

27 01 2009

Last week (or was it the week before? I forget), we had several days of fog. I took these pictures in our backyard:


I’m not quite sure why it turned out so blue. I didn’t mess with the colors at all.


Kind of creepy, eh?


The reason I was outside at all in the awful, bone-chilling stuff was to launch a rocket Zack made using a book he got for Christmas entitled 501 Science Experiments.


He was using the goofy glasses from our dress-up box as safety goggles. Gives him a bit of a mad scientist look, don’t you think?


The rocket was built around a film canister (and I don’t have nearly as many of those around as I used to) where you half fill it with water and an antacid tablet. Aren’t Tums antacid tablets? Because it didn’t work. Zack was pretty disappointed, although I finally realized “antacid tablets” probably meant Alka-Seltzer. Let’s hope it works after I buy some Alka-Seltzer, since the film canister we found after much searching had an (ahem) unfortunate incident involving the disposal.


Rainbow coined a new word Sunday night when we were playing the Newspaper Game. We were thinking of animals, and she said, “Kangry!” We all started laughing, and she said, “Kangry is where you jump around and you’re angry.”

And then today, I had just changed Colby’s diaper and said, “He’s as fresh as a daisy.”

Rainbow apparently didn’t think that was the right phrase. “He’s as fresh as hair.”

Pause. “As hair?” I said. Another thoughtful pause.

“No, he’s as fresh as the inside of a refrigerator.”

Somehow, I don’t think that’s going to catch on (especially considering how unfresh my fridge is some days), but you never know.

Lastly, a word from Eden. “Mom, I love it how they made YMCA so easy to spell. It’s like this: Y-M-C-A.” That is pretty cool. Do you think they planned that?