The Sequel (there had to be one)

Must-See Swine Flu Update (parody)

Unbelieveable what people write books about.

She's so talented!

Ugly Feet Part 2

Well, the dermatologist loved my son's feet. He seemed extremely happy and took several pictures. I told him the feet were perfect for the gross type of pictures we see in medical books. He suggested another ointment. I've never seen such ointed feet in my life. Then, he told us to come back in 3 weeks, that is, if his toes don't start to fall off. On with the treatment!

A Filha da Mãe

Ants and Other Bugs

This is the way Danilo's foot looks on the first day he started the medicine. Several ants bit him. They bit everyone in the family but he must have some kind of allergy to them. He of course scratched and picked till everything got infected. Not a pretty sight but he's going to the doctor again today and I guess it's starting to get better. Let's wait and see what the dermatologist has to say.
He seems to be the mosquitos' favorite blood type too.

Amos

I had to shut Amos up.
Don't worry, I didn't have to kill him, I just turned off the volume. Real pets should have volume control too. I'd turn off the birds that wake me up at around 4:30 in the morning. My husband is amazed at how I can get irked because there are birds singing early in the morning. But I'd love nature a lot more if it started making noise at 8:00. But of course the world doesn't revolve around me. Too bad...

Music in the park and some naughty frogs too

Dia do Exercito no Parque

Walking in the Park

Here's a picture of the river that runs through the park where I walk. A real shame isn't it?

Mom

Doesn't she look great?

Amos makes so much noise when he's eating, I can't concentrate. I think I might have to put him to sleep. Isn't that a cute term for kill?
I have a tragic pet story to tell later. If Amos lets me that is.
He stopped eating, I think he's learned how to read.

Toilet Paper

One of my duties as a mom is to go to the supermarket. Well, I was at the market for like the zillionth time this month and I had to get toilet paper. Isn't it embarrassing when you're buying toilet paper and there are all these complete strangers standing around you? They could be lawyers, real estate agents, construction workers, all of them real serious, looking at the prices, checking the texture or whatever people think of when they're buying toilet paper. Everybody goes to the bathroom of course but it's still embarrassing. You try to act real cool as you look and decide what you're going to wipe your ass with. There was this lady who put around 50 rolls in her cart and then looked and smiled as if to say, yeah we have a big family and yes we all poop a lot. What I noticed, this time, I didn't have much on my mind, is that they're giving toilet paper flavors. That's right, flavors. Because to me a smell would be something like rose petals or musk, but they're naming them green apple or vanilla, to me these are flavors. Who thought of these names? And the colors? Purple toilet paper?! Green? That's sort of gross. What ever happened to just plain white? No need for colors. It's not a decoration piece or anything.
I guess I need a job fast. I'm having too much time to think.

The End of One More Day or The Beginning of One More Night

Manaus

Imagination Running Wild

Tomato Sauce

Every time my husband goes to the supermarket, he buys tomato sauce. We have piles of it. I believe he's afraid the world will end and there will be no more tomato sauce.
He loves macaroni with tomato sauce but he doesn't eat it all that often, so I don't really understand the need to constantly buy some.
He'll forget toilet paper, cleaning products, bread but never the tomato sauce. What goes through the mind of a man that every time he has to stock up the pantry thinks: oh yeah, we need more tomato sauce!
Well, at least it's not fish.