Tuesday, May 16, 2006
All the news that’s fit to print
Welcome to the new Lindenbergs homepage, www.thelindenbergs.com. Under the premise that nothing is as easy as it’s supposed to be, the move kept the Blog from being updated for a few days. So, as usual, we have some catching up to do…
Mother’s Day was a blast. Nora dropped some non too-subtle hints about her gift: an automatic ice cream maker. By non-subtle I mean she clipped the ad circular, printed consumer reviews, and gave me a 10% off coupon. After getting haircuts Pierce and I wandered over to Bed, Bath and Beyond to pick it up. Afterwards we went to the Dollar store so Pierce could pick out his own present. A few days later Anna and made a similar trip with me.
That evening, about a week before Mother’s day, I suggested to Nora that after dinner maybe we could go to Dairy Queen for some ice cream. Over dinner Nora commented to Pierce and Anna that, if they ate a good dinner, Daddy had a surprise. Pierce immediately started to pepper me with questions and so I gave him a few hints (the conversation went like this):
Pierce: Dad, what’s the surprise?
Eric: Pierce, what does “I-c-e” spell?
Pierce: Ice
Eric: What does “c-r-e-a-m” spell?
Pierce: Cream
Eric: and what does “s-u-r-p-r-i-s-e” spell?
Pierce: Surprise!
Eric: So, what do you think the surprise is?
Pierce: Mom, we got you an ice cream maker! Surprise!
Hmmm, that didn’t go as expected. Nora laughed her butt off.
At the Dollar store Pierce picked out a ceramic lighthouse sculpture that resembles the lighthouse we see on the Outer Banks when we go on vacation. Anna picked out a bathtub brush (back scrubber) with a pink hippo embedded in it. She was very excited about it –though about half way to the register she forgot who the gift was for and started claiming it for herself.
Both kids delighted in giving Nora their gifts, and each drew a card for her too. Anna quickly abducted the bath brush and yanked the hippo out of it –returning the decapitated brush to Nora later in the day.
My contribution to Mother’s day, aside from the ice cream maker, was to cook the family a big Sunday brunch complete with pancakes, eggs and sausage. After 24 hours in the freezer to cool the ice cream container, Nora made soft serve vanilla ice cream on Monday. MMmmmmmmmm.
-Eric (Dad)
Mother’s Day was a blast. Nora dropped some non too-subtle hints about her gift: an automatic ice cream maker. By non-subtle I mean she clipped the ad circular, printed consumer reviews, and gave me a 10% off coupon. After getting haircuts Pierce and I wandered over to Bed, Bath and Beyond to pick it up. Afterwards we went to the Dollar store so Pierce could pick out his own present. A few days later Anna and made a similar trip with me.
That evening, about a week before Mother’s day, I suggested to Nora that after dinner maybe we could go to Dairy Queen for some ice cream. Over dinner Nora commented to Pierce and Anna that, if they ate a good dinner, Daddy had a surprise. Pierce immediately started to pepper me with questions and so I gave him a few hints (the conversation went like this):
Pierce: Dad, what’s the surprise?
Eric: Pierce, what does “I-c-e” spell?
Pierce: Ice
Eric: What does “c-r-e-a-m” spell?
Pierce: Cream
Eric: and what does “s-u-r-p-r-i-s-e” spell?
Pierce: Surprise!
Eric: So, what do you think the surprise is?
Pierce: Mom, we got you an ice cream maker! Surprise!
Hmmm, that didn’t go as expected. Nora laughed her butt off.
At the Dollar store Pierce picked out a ceramic lighthouse sculpture that resembles the lighthouse we see on the Outer Banks when we go on vacation. Anna picked out a bathtub brush (back scrubber) with a pink hippo embedded in it. She was very excited about it –though about half way to the register she forgot who the gift was for and started claiming it for herself.
Both kids delighted in giving Nora their gifts, and each drew a card for her too. Anna quickly abducted the bath brush and yanked the hippo out of it –returning the decapitated brush to Nora later in the day.
My contribution to Mother’s day, aside from the ice cream maker, was to cook the family a big Sunday brunch complete with pancakes, eggs and sausage. After 24 hours in the freezer to cool the ice cream container, Nora made soft serve vanilla ice cream on Monday. MMmmmmmmmm.
-Eric (Dad)
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