Queen for a Day

All hail, Mary Jane, Queen for a Day.  Wear that crown well, my sweet little girl.

Family Photo

Looks good to me.  The girls seem a little perplexed but that's alright. 

No bunnies in the photo though.  I bet Cherry Bugg is a bit angry about such things.

Sunday in the Park

Mary Jane and Betsy went to Airport Park this morning with some other pint-sized friends of theirs.  Nothing like playing on the swing.  OK, maybe eating lots of strawberries too.

Walking the Path

Sometimes you just need to go out on the open road and wander.  But not without due supervision!

It's that time of the year again when spring makes on think about... swimming!  Mary Jane swam all last summer and enjoyed it immensely.  Those first few classes at LMU were a bit rough but she learned to enjoy the splashing and then spent most of August in Arizona pools.  Good thing as last August was the hottest August in Arizona history.

Somebody likes playing with water.

This year Gramma and Grampa Kendall brought out a small portable pool which is the perfect size for little Mary Jane.  Note: we'll try it out on Betsy over Memorial Day weekend.  As for now, we'll just let her try out her water-loving skills in the bath.  Mary Jane had a great time in the mini-pool.  She didn't quite learn the word "pool" yet but she did point at the outdoor mini-pool (from inside the Kendall's house) and say "bath."  Good enough for me.

Rabbit Liberation Day: 2012!

It's just a few days until one of the biggest days on the rabbit calendar: Rabbit Liberation Day. On that day, rabbits of the world unite and break their chains of bondage and servitude. They hop and thump proudly and independently while they enjoy eating carrots, apples, and pretzels (at least the German ones) throughout the world.

The Erb rabbits in charge of setting up Rabbit Liberation Day festivities

This event used to be led by the "Easter Bunny" but truth be told, that bunny was a sell-out to the cause. He was voted out in an election over ten years ago and there has been an amalgam of bunny leaders ever since. Root Beer Float and Ruby Jane, for instance, are the local Mar Vista chapter representatives in charge of food and drink. Cherry Bugg is in charge of security. Prince Phillip is in charge of decorations. Mary Jane and Betsy Jo are the new coordinators of cuteness. 

Thunderstruck

Zot!

Hopefully the first thunderstorm to hit Los Angeles in quite a while will not keep my girls up tonight.  Mary Jane and Betsy Jo are probably too young to be scared by such things.  As for Mommy, TV Turtle, Cherry Bugg and Clifford?  I'm not so sure...

Dancing Queen

Mary Jane this morning was in quite the festive mood.  Some days you just have to dance.  And that's exactly what she did.  As seen in this video, she removed her weight-bearing pullover to get into her dancing gear.  Subsequently she started dancing to Soundgarden, a classic grunge band of the early and mid 90s (saw them once in concert and sadly was not impressed as they sounded exactly like their CDs {note: CDs are things once used in the 1990s, nowadays they do things like download music} so I might as well have played the CD and it would have been the same), and it was quite the locomotive scene.  She has mastered all sorts of moves before her 16th monthday.  She'll be on Dancing with the Stars soon enough!  Hines Ward can be her idol (half-Korean Super Bowl MVP, I think that was the year the refs gave the Steelers the Super Bowl over the Seahawks) on the dance floor.  Anyway, enough of my ramblings... watch her bust a move!  Go, girl, go!

Driving Prepares You for Dancing

Mary Jane didn't make it too far today as she wanted to walk/drive her car down the sidewalk.  Alas, she stopped after about 10 strides in and then planked.  Yeah, nothing quite like prostrating oneself on the ground and planking some.  After that, MJ just sat down and thought about life.  So Daddy decided to do the same.

While sitting down, Daddy came across two different neighbors who were quite intrigued about the sit-down.  Was this a protest of some sort?  Was this a hunger strike on behalf of starving rabbits throughout America?  Was this about the inequity of the distribution of the money given to banks and automotive giants?  No!  It was just a day to sit down on the sidewalk and relax.

On a side note, look at those sunken cheeks.  Who stole the 20 pounds of that guy?  Oh wait, Mary Jane stole his Cheez-Its.  She better not have; imagine all that processed fat in that stuff.

Anyway, back to your regularly scheduled programming.

Baby, You Can Drive My Car

Mary Jane loves getting out on the open road -- or the open grass for that matter -- with her automobile.  While most people drive their cars, Mary Jane is quite the "green" person.  She saves money on gasoline by actually pushing her car instead.  Luckily her car does not weigh two tons like most of the vehicular behemoths out there.  But hers does weigh enough that Mommy or Daddy will have to help her when her car tires run up against a hose or a slightly broken sidewalk.


According to Mary Jane, it's the new fad in exercise.  Get out and push your car!  Daddy did that many years ago with his friend Pete when his car died and they pushed it home while it was in neutral.  But I think that's a completely different matter.