The Firs

A couple of weeks ago, we were invited to spend a final weekend at the Firs (a co-worker's father's camp) before it was sold. We gladly took them up on it and had a blast. Here are some of the pics.

How can Chance look so stoic in one pic and...

so dumb in the next?

Daddy, glare over there. Check

Brynna steered the golf cart up from the beach to the cabin (about 300 yds) with only a few very necessary corrections needed.

Party! boat

nappy on the paddle boat

Because sometimes you want to look pretty

and no, those aren't Marcy's incredibly veiny feet you're seeing. I figure, if I can wax my legs, painting my nails can't make me any LESS manly.

doing her doody

Always looking for a new challenge and wanting to broaden her experiences, B found a nice pair of crocs to do her business in while at Maine Sport.

chip off the ole block

While I was racing two weeks ago at Camden Marcy and Brynna were playing to pass the time. When Brynna spotted the kids races getting ready to take place she immediately started saying "tricle" and "helmet" "race kids, race kids". I have no idea how she got so competitive.

busted

I found out what B was doing in my planting beds the other day (see post "Yummy yummy"). Apparently she was after this critter.

when mom's away

What do you do when mommy's away and you've got your brand new (as in less than a day old) shoes on? You play in a pile of daddy's dirt for an hour. That's what.

 

yummy yummy

Who the frick is that kid and what the hell is she doing in my planting bed??????? Not only does she stomp my flowers but thanks to her I had the words "fruit salad, yummy, yummy" running through my head during an entire 2 1/4 hour ride the other night. The Wiggles must die!

oops

Do you ever get the feeling that you've really pissed someone off? I'm not sure but I think my "kayak introduction" post may have done just that. How do I know you ask? Well, quite honestly, I'm a very observant person and it became immediately clear the second they both called me to tell me so.

Mission accomplished.

If you could take this picture, pull out the smiles and replace them with a grimmace and maybe a shaking fist or two you'd have a pretty good idea of what I'm facing. Totally worth it.

more NC pics

So what if its been a month and a half since we got back. I've got nothing else to write about so this is what you get. Suck it!

The cabin.

The cabin again and me looking like a complete douche. Typical.

Marcy and B while at one of the many waterfalls in Dupont Forest.

View down at Chimney Rock park.

A view of the cliffs from the movie "Last of the Mohicans" or as I like to call it, "Kevin's unnatural obsession with Daniel Day Lewis in a loin cloth."

Gampy, B and myself enjoying an ice cream after suffering in the sweltering sun on a hike at Chimney Rock.

shopping list

"I'll take one red twig dogwood and one red haired toddler please."

In our yard.

Photos courtesy of Marcy.

little brother

I think Brynna likes her new little brother/sister.

big announcement

Over the last week, Marcy and I have had an announcement to make but we weren't quite sure how to go about doing it. We wanted our parents to know first but who would be the lucky first recipient? After much debating, we decided to let them find out for themselves and simply post it here and whoever reads it first wins. Sounds like a good plan huh, plus this way I'll find out who REALLY checks the blog on a regular basis.




So here goes, on Sunday, Marcy and I found out (for sure) that we'd be having our second.....


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ride in our new kayak. A shiny, new, brightly colored Old Town Dirigo. What? Wait a second, you didn't think we were talking about another baby did you??? You should really learn to control your emotions and not jump to conclusions. Silly grandparents.

Happy Anniversary

Our Love Still Grows

Our anniversary means a lot,

Much more than any another day;

I celebrate my love for you,

And cherish you in every way.
Through passing time, our love still grows;

It lasts through good times and bad.

Our future together still shines bright,

With more good times to be had!

By Karl Fuchs

Happy 5th anniversary Marcy, I give you the gift of blog. Hope you enjoy it.

one in shoe is worth two in the flush

Being the parent of a toddler is a very fulfilling experience. Sure there is the love and adoration , the firsts that you’ll never forget yada yada yada but the story I’m about to tell you is the stuff of legend. This story will DEFINITELY be brought up the first time Brynna brings a boy home. She’ll be mortified and we’ll be happy.

Anyway, on to the story.

The other day while I was out mowing the lawn, Marcy was putting things away in our bedroom and Brynna was enjoying some naked time while she was playing with Marcy’s mountain biking shoes. Putting them on, taking them off, shuffling around in them etc. Generally being content in her own little world. Of course it’s when B is quiet and content that you really have to worry. That’s when Marcy heard the tell tale utterings we’ve grown accustomed to when B is having naked time. "Uh-oh". Marcy turned around to discover that B had somehow, while wearing the shoes, managed to pinch a nice steaming loaf into the back of Marcy’s shoes.

Its times like these that I’m glad I’m a father, oh, and that for once MY SHOES were put away.

See pic below. I warn you, its disturbing, gross and absolutely hilarious all at the same time.

organize

Preparation is key to quality art.

Day late...

...a dollar short. The Browne's beat us to the punch on this one posting photos yesterday but here are a couple from our camera.

From the looks of it, I think they had fun. You?

A bit late

Sorry, things have been hectic in Damrick land recently so my posts have been infrequent and unimaginative. Thankfully, things are starting to slow down ever so slightly so I should be able to post more often but most importantly, you'll still be able to enjoy the same unimaginative drivel as always. Enjoy!

A couple of weeks ago, as the weather turned beautiful again, we had a nice lunch downtown at Schooner Landing. A restaurant with a great deck on the water, some good beer and not much else unless you enjoy everything fried. Its the atmosphere that counts most though so we suck it up and enjoy the fresh air.

Sorry for the blur, maybe I was already drunk.

A face just begging to be framed. For pictures at least, not armed robbery.

Taking bear for a walk.

Dessert was pretty good though.