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More pics over on the Flickr account. The afternoon ritual is to run off to an outdoor adventure when Francis wakes up from his nap. Favorite spot: the lake park. Here are the boys on top of the lifeguard stand.

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Apparently the best part of making Christmas cookies is the mess afterwards.

Sorry I've been awol on the blog lately. What a crazy few weeks this has been, as those who know my alter-ego can probably imagine. Not to be a scrooge but when did Christmas become such a monstrosity? I'm looking forward to a few stolen moments with family, hopefully with minimal sniffles all around.

Anyone liking music might want to try out Jango.com. It's the best implementation of a social music playing/recommendation service I've seen so far. It's in beta testing and there's still some kinks to work out. My user account looks to be here, though I should give warning that the current band list is overly influenced by a jokey classic rock lineup I put in (next up: a high school highlight station only Pam might love).

To the right: gratuitous cute kid pic. Theo traced all the letters in black ink. There's an accompanying video too. Update: and here it is below.

Top: The Architect at work. Left: the stitches; monkey Francis au natural in the morning; another view of The Architect.

Since I use this blog as a bit of a personal journal, to remember dates and happenings, I should dutifully note that last night was the time four year old Theo pushed two year old Francis off the footstool while brushing teeth, causing said Francis to fall precipitously against the bathtub and open a nasty gash in his chin. Three hours and a Martin/Francis emergency room visit later there were four stitches in the poor guy's chin. I'll spare you all a description of the initial mess or the difficulty of holding down a screaming child while the doctor tries to put the stitches in. Everything is fine now. And no, no photos or Youtube videos of the proceedings. Maybe I'll snap a picture of the stitches so Francis can see just where that scar came from!

The Batsto Village Halloween party wasn't quite so much fun this year: their website didn't mention that most activities ended part-way through the afternoon so that the organizers could sit in front of the old houses giving out candy. We arrived on the late side so no face painting or pony rides for the boys butterflies. We still had fun in the first really autumn day of the season and Batsto was looking more bucolic than ever. More pictures (including some of the cool gearing in the old Batsto gristmill) over on yesterday's Flickr page.

Right: rare video footage of a Genus Franciscus Butterfly in migration.

The town parade was postponed by rain again last night but as the butterfly boys were all dressed up we ducked into our favorite pizza shop for some mozzarella sticks and a slice of bruchetta-topped tomato pie. We got out without inflicting any major structural damage or physical injury, though Theo was only a twist or two away from destroying one of their neon signs. Rumor has it that the parade will happen next Tuesday though if the weather cooperates we should have pictures of the Batsto Village halloween before that (last year's pics).

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This weekend we took off for a family trip to Lancaster County, Pennsylvania--Julie and me, the kids and my mother Liz. I won't have time to do a long blog post, but highlights were the Verdant View farm B&B (link) where we stayed; the Strasburg Railroad (link) whose line runs through the farm's backyard, the Choo Barn model railway (link); and the amazing Cherry Crest Farm (link) with its corn maze and its simple games for kids of all ages (who knew you could have so much fun with a hill and a piece of burlap?!).

See the See the photo set on Flickr for more pictures and stories. Every shot is mapped, with links.

Large photo: Family at Strasburg RR: Martin, Liz, Theo, Julie, Francis. Below: Julie and the kids walking through fields at farm, Francis playing kung-fu with the farm dog, Theo running in terror from said dog, Engine 90 ready to pull out.

Theo with his first kite, a dollar-store special from his birthday party. Note matching shirt: is the kid flying the kite or the other way round? Shortly after the second picture was taken Theo let go of the handle and the kite flew away into the trees. I'm happy to report recovery was successful!

Photos clockwise: Theo blows out the birthday ice cream cake's “4” candle; kids huddle around when box opens to reveal Thomas the Tank Engine related toy; independent Francis surveys the scene; cousin M. plays pattycake with Poppop while her mom looks on.

Photo: Sleeping Francis “helps Martin in lawn work getting ready for Saturday's birthday party Enlarged photo. Sleeping Theo was helping from the living room couch.

Martin and Theo celebrated Francis's second birthday with an afternoon outing to fav spot Batsto Lake.

Photos: Francis laughs by the lake, Theo making ripples, group shot, video speech.

More back blogging from our Ohio trip, this photo from a vegan eatery a few miles off a rural Pennsylvania turnpike exit. Prices were steep and the homemade non-dairy ice cream servings small but we ate everything from our plates.

Photo: Vegan food & messy boy at Maggie's Mercantile off exit 91 of the Penna Turnpike, an hour or so east of Pittsburgh. Enlarged photo.

Francis on the cover of the mock magazine.

Photo: A new publication of the Neo Post Convergent Diaper Set. An irony I have to point out is that I've agreed to have the boys raised Catholic, the faith to which Julie returned after eleven years with Friends. Can I help it if the kids look so dern photogenic in front of Quaker meetinghouses? Enlarged photo.

The Times has a fasincating article on the rise of recalls on Chinese-made toys over the last few years. Two of our kid's "Thomas and Friends" wooden trains are part of the latest recall because of lead paint. We've long preferred the metal Thomas trains since 21-month old Francis chews on the wooden ones and gnaws their paint off.

We learned about the lead painted Thomas's on the same day that our family doctor told us that it was officially time to become concerned with Francis's slow speech development. When Theo was just a little older than Francis is now we put together a dictionary of his vocabulary. Francis makes cute sounds and seems bright and curious but he's not even gotten out a consistent mama or papa and we haven't been able to figure out a meaning for his most common word (Aye--YEASH). He's got an appointment six months from now with specialists at Wilmington's Nemours (that's how backed up they are!).

We're not blaming the trains--the lead ones we had were relatively unpopular and have few signs of wear. And we're not panicking. My mother brushes off all concern with the assured declaration that kids learn to talk at lots of different ages. She could certainly be right of course: our doctor sent us to Nemours for Theo with the worry that he had a big head. If Francis does turn out to be a little "slow," well then we'll just take that as another lesson plan God has for us.

In the What a Difference a Year Makes (or Doesn't) Department:

Julie took the kids out to South Jersey's fabled Storybookland last week.The funniest discovery were the pictures that matched those from Theo's class trip last year.

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We all went together on a family trip this weekend to reacquaint ourselves with one another: our schedules haven't been syncing well lately. Julie picked a farm B&B out in Lancaster County full of chickens and goats and an easy commute to Strasburg PA, a good place for those who like to look at trains, trains and trains, then drool over trains, trains, trains and trains (we haven't seen trains or trains up close yet). Pictures from around the B&B are here; strangely we forgot the cameras on our steam-powered outings so you'll have to look at old pics. Here's a shot of the kids on top of the playhouse barn's slide:

A possible addition to my page of odd search phrases that bring people to my site is this one from early this afternoon:

Why Men Shouldn't be Allowed to Buy Clothes for Children

There's QuakerRanter.org at number eleven. Oh the shame of it! I'm going to run to W*LM*RT right now, well I would if only I kind of knew the kid's sizes, ummm... I could call Julie at work and ask her I guess...

As promised the other day, Francis singing the Elmo song:

For fairness sake, here's Theo with the Thomas/Gordan song:

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More Photos are on our Flickr Kids page. For stories and movies check out the Theo and Francis blog pages.