Orabrush

This is the commercial we shot for the tongue brush I mentioned at the family reunion. I'll be honest...I'm a little embarrassed of it, but hey, they were paying.



It mentions an "Uncle Steve", that was just in the script, it has NO reference to anybody in the family.

Enjoy.

Richard, this is for you

Toothpaste Squeezer for the OCD Miser



Couldn't help but think of Richard when I saw this.

Big Family Photo

Remember the email I sent out a while ago about getting a picture for FamilyLink.com to make a large, framed picture of? This is how it turned out. That's me holding it.

They made one for every employee and will be using them as promotional material.

I wish it could have been made after our most recent family reunion, but it's still good. Hope you like it.

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Happy anniversary to Laurie and Pam and thank you for a fun getaway in the mountains!

Welcome Home Hair Do

After a long days drive back down to AZ, we have spent the evening unpacking, organizing, regrouping--all amidst keeping children fed and happy. (Challenging, yes, but its my job and I'm up for it). During all this putting away and organzing and keeping people happy I walked past a curious site. It looked like this:

Hmmmm. . . .
A chunk of brown hair on the floor--peripheral vision spies childrens' school scissors perched on the counter near by. My eyes flash across the room to my 2 year old and my suspicions are confirmed. Sophie has initiated herself into that classic young do it yourselfer's club. She had given herself her first hair cut. And as typical, it was bangs at the roots--front and center.

I questioned her about her newly acquired autonomous hair do: "Did you cut your hair?"

Her reply: "I had a bug. On my fever. I killed them. I cut it off with scissors. See!!" She runs to the chunk of hair still lying on the floor. Then she picks up the scissors: "These are BAD! BAD SCISSORS! I will give them to you. See?" She asks sweetly as she gives me the scissors and a huge smile crosses her face.

I know this club of young hair cutters all too well. . .I joined it when I was about 5. Like daughter like mother--I too cut my bangs at the root. I got grounded for 3 days as a result. But that wasn't the worst part of the punishment. The worst part was that mom decided I need to have all my hair cut short--boy style short--to have the bangs "blend in".

You want to know how I learned it was boy short? I took a picture into school the next year (hair now grown out a bit) and a girl told me upon seeing my picture, "That's not you! That's a boy!" Mortifying.