Tuesday, November 27, 2007

after some internal grumbling, Hostetterhouse has treaded into the realm of the artificial.
like many of us, Will had a few questions:

WILL: what kind of tree are we putting together?
DAD: a Just Cut Grand Fir Pre Lit Tree
WILL: oh


WILL: is this a real christmas tree?
DAD: it is a real christmas tree, it just isnt a real tree.


WILL: does it have a stem?
DAD: yes
WILL: does it have a big brown stem?
DAD: no, this stem is skinny and brown
WILL: no it isnt, it's black
DAD: yeah, you are right...and it's metal


DAD: Will, do you think this tree comes from the forest?
WILL: no
DAD: where does it come from?
WILL: it comes from the christmas store



Max continues his quest to deposit his bodily waste into the toilet.

some Thanksgiving football, some blood, some tears...




Wednesday, November 21, 2007

Will got some new underwear, and now Spiderman and Tow-Mater cover his bum. As you can see he is super pumped, modeling the fashions and striking poses.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

On Saturday morning Will went to the ski shop and rented a set of skis and boots for the entire season. He also bought a new helmet and goggles; the helmet has stars on it which help him go super fast. He is ready for lessons when the snow falls in December. On this November day the wet grass provided just enough friction to get him down the hill--with a little help from Dad. Will has been watching his new ski movie and getting excited to start making jumps and flips. What a difference a year makes--9 months ago he refused to put the boots on.

Will was drawing on the Etch-a-Sketch...
DAD: "I love your design"
WILL: "It's not a design, it's a project"
DAD: "I love your project"
WILL: "I designed the project"
swim diaper coneheads communicate with alien life forms via satellite through Jerome Bettis

Will's sculptures: Lego Square (2007) and Overpass Traffic Jam (2007)


Monday, November 12, 2007

Yesterday Max walked into the room saying "poopy" and was pulling down his pants. He walked past me and right into the bathroom and was pointing at the toilet. I pulled down his pants and sat him on the big potty with his diaper on. But that did not satisfy him. He wouldn't let me out of the room until I took off his diaper and did the same thing. Of course he never actually went on the potty, but I did find a little surprise in his diaper later.

Wednesday, November 07, 2007


Steelers 38, Billick 7