Denver Rants

Denver is a very funny ranter. He takes a situation and then he just runs with it forming this little conversation with himself and he cracks me up. During the All-Star game last week there was a very nice presidential prelude leading up to the festivities. At the end of Obama's talk he listed some website. This started off, what I think, was one of Denver's more entertaining rants.

"This guy (no disrespect intended), he's got a web site for everything (true, and welcome to the 21st century I guess). What, does he do meet with foreign leaders and then at the end say, 'For more information go to americalovesrussia.gov Mr. Prime Minister. Where you can learn about all of the reasons that America does love Russia, like vodka, cheap prostitution, and easy adoption. And if you're still not convinced visit americalovesukraine.gov where you can learn how we love all of the places that USED to be Russia, er the Soviet Union or whatever.'"

See, you can be bipartisan AND still be funny.

Like Mother, Like Daughter

We all hope that Helena inherits Denver and I's best qualities. However, it looks like she's already picked up on my terrible habit of flashing the bird.

You all know I'm joking, right? I mean, it was one time and I was on a hormone roller coaster and frankly the guy deserved it. Refer to my former, insane, pregnant life here: And then there were three...: City Drivers.

trick of the week

Hand in mouth = Funny

Toe in mouth = Very funny

Toe and hand in mouth = Super funny

We have our first sponsor

Everyone knows that Helena is going to be a world-class something: athlete, musician, actress, accountant....you get the idea.

Luckily, we've secured our first sponsor to help Helena achieve her goals.

And no, beer isn't the reason Helena is such a good sleeper.

baby wants, baby gets

Helena and I learned a valuable lesson today. If we like something, and it's green, then Daddy will buy it for us.

So there we were, trolling a rack of children's clothing when I pulled out this little green & white number and simply said, "Look Den, Spartan Green."

"I'm buying her that."

He had that romper in his hands and was at the checkout before you could say zippidy-doo-da.

I think green might just be my new favorite color.