this is the kitchen window we look out every morning as we wait for the coffee to brew.
and no we are not spying on the progress of the house next door or trying to see who our new neighbors will be or what they are going to do with the house and if they are going to put in a fence or if they will have a scary dog, we are just not those kind of neighbors.
(fine we are… but we have only been caught twice…maybe)
little tobin: are you really watching the tennis match on TV?
daughter: yeah it’s the finals, it’s the only thing i want to watch in the olympics.
little tobin: how long does it go on for?
daughter: about 3 or 4 hours, it just depends.
little tobin: you have got to be kidding me, let these poor people go home.
daughter: they want to be there watching.
little tobin: well no one looks happy to be there. who’s winning?
daughter: the guy from england.
little tobin: well if he wins i do hope he thinks about getting his teeth fixed.
daughter: hey are you going out with your friends today?
little tobin: oh gosh, who can make those decisions at 9am.
First I need to have my coffee and then I need to just dance a little.
daughter: yup that seems like a plan.
daughter: is the price $2500 firm?
man with car: well I’d like to get cash plus firewood.
daughter: oh well, I don’t have any firewood, just cash.
man with car: that’s too bad honey, I really need the wood.
daughter: ewwww
daughter: can i come see your car today?
man with second car: do you know where I live?
daughter: well no, can I get the address?
man with second car: ok so my driveway is 1/4 mile long, it’s between 11 and 15, if you see
2 telephone polls that are approx. 5 feet tall and about 7 feet apart from eachother, drive through those.
That’s my gate that leads straight up to the house, it’s a big white bachelor pad.
daughter: ok is there a street address?
man with second car: oh right, yes I can give you that.
little tobin: I’m coming with you.
little tobin: where are you putting that picture?
daughter: online so my friends can see where I live now.
little tobin: but then the creeps can find us too…
(house number has been photoshopped out due to potential creeps…
fyi we are listed in the phone book and have been for my lifetime, just sayin’)
daughter: hey mom do you know what a blog is?
little tobin: umm no
daughter: it’s like a journal but it’s online.
I’m thinking about doing one all about my adventures moving home.
little tobin: other people read these?
daughter: yeah that’s sort of the point, to get people to follow you online.
little tobin: that’s disgusting.
welcome to little tobin & daughter
(under protest from little tobin)
little tobin & daughter 