tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-53392455349171823802011-08-02T17:29:37.540-07:002 parents vs 3 kidsMesCaLininoreply@blogger.comBlogger81100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339245534917182380.post-57778735500888461202009-10-04T10:01:00.000-07:002009-10-04T10:10:00.391-07:00... about dinner!<br /><br />Z did not like the look of the dinner while eating at a friend's house.<br /><br />"Ew, it THAT dinner?," Z asked.<br /><br />"That's very rude! Find something nice to say about the dinner Z."<br /><br />Z thought for a few seconds, smiled and stated, "It's better than nothin'!"<br /><br /><a href="http://thegalleryeumundi.com.au/images/Artists/empty%20bowl%2072DPI.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 497px; height: 500px;" src="http://thegalleryeumundi.com.au/images/Artists/empty%20bowl%2072DPI.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339245534917182380-5777873550088846120?l=accordingto3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MesCaLininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339245534917182380.post-12208434267598761302009-08-01T09:15:00.000-07:002009-08-01T09:19:06.735-07:00<a href="http://www.motorera.com/dictionary/pics/b/bump.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 206px;" src="http://www.motorera.com/dictionary/pics/b/bump.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a><br /><br />J: God is everywhere, right?<br /><br />Grandma: Yes, God's everywhere.<br /><br />J: We must be bumping him all the time then!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339245534917182380-1220843426759876130?l=accordingto3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MesCaLininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339245534917182380.post-10100817803367692322009-02-09T16:44:00.000-08:002009-02-09T16:54:32.035-08:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SZDQIcIdDZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vg0l8q5gGzk/s1600-h/goldfish+copy.png"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 101px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SZDQIcIdDZI/AAAAAAAAAEc/Vg0l8q5gGzk/s320/goldfish+copy.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5300965604824255890" /></a><br />J: Can I have some crackers?<br />M: Sure, how many do you want?<br />J: Can I have eight crackers?<br />M: Sure, and if you can count out eight properly, you can have five more.<br />J: That would be 13 crackers right?<br />M: That WOULD! Just for adding correctly, you can have fifteen crackers if you want!<br />J: Oh, I can't count to fifteen...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339245534917182380-1010081780336769232?l=accordingto3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MesCaLininoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339245534917182380.post-59534157809017709392008-11-15T20:50:00.000-08:002008-11-15T20:55:31.927-08:00<em><strong>First Grade Assignment</strong></em><br /><em></em><br /><em>Please write three sentences about the upcoming Presidential Election. Use the facts discussed in class.</em><br /><em></em><br />1. John McCain could be the President.<br /><br />2. He is Repulickkin.<br /><br />3. He is my dad's cousin.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339245534917182380-5953415780901770939?l=accordingto3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MesCaLininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339245534917182380.post-79809896935281892082008-10-25T12:39:00.001-07:002008-10-25T12:57:27.619-07:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SQN6HfXdWTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BwXjcujkbcE/s1600-h/4x6+WEMBLEY+LOW+RES.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261183058796435762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 214px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SQN6HfXdWTI/AAAAAAAAAD8/BwXjcujkbcE/s320/4x6+WEMBLEY+LOW+RES.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339245534917182380-7980989693528189208?l=accordingto3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MesCaLininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339245534917182380.post-49506050817355929972008-10-05T18:52:00.000-07:002008-10-05T19:04:00.058-07:00Instructions: Please write FIVE complete sentences. Your sentences must have proper punctuation and capitalization.<br /><br />Z's work:<br /><br />1. I win the 1st prize.<br />2. What wig?!<br />3. Is this for Mrs. Pig?<br />4. Hmmmmmmm, and what IS a fin?<br />5. And WHAT made you?<br /><br /><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SOlw-RrgFPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IJAbKC_G4kI/s1600-h/IMG_0296.JPG"></a></p><p align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SOlw-RrgFPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IJAbKC_G4kI/s1600-h/IMG_0296.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253854655504454898" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SOlw-RrgFPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IJAbKC_G4kI/s320/IMG_0296.JPG" border="0" /></a></p><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SOlw-RrgFPI/AAAAAAAAAD0/IJAbKC_G4kI/s1600-h/IMG_0296.JPG"></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339245534917182380-4950605081735592997?l=accordingto3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MesCaLininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339245534917182380.post-77627509224726737522008-09-24T07:31:00.000-07:002008-09-24T08:07:32.525-07:00<div><strong>Z left this on Mom's pillow...</strong></div><div><strong></strong> </div><div> </div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249604568065364562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="348" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SNpXioLN0lI/AAAAAAAAADs/YWb496w4gjc/s320/SKMBT_C45108092410360.jpg" width="276" border="0" /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339245534917182380-7762750922472673752?l=accordingto3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MesCaLininoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5339245534917182380.post-80174467321711742212008-09-22T19:32:00.000-07:002008-09-24T08:26:09.992-07:00<strong>J: Why is he licking me?</strong><br /><br /><strong>Dad: That's how he says I love you.</strong><br /><br /><strong>J: Oh...<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249039691605725138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fl7I18hjVhQ/SNhVyfYVz9I/AAAAAAAAADk/RCMPQ8ulR9w/s320/102_0432.JPG" border="0" /> </strong><br /><strong>... do you want to lick me?</strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5339245534917182380-8017446732171174221?l=accordingto3.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>MesCaLininoreply@blogger.com0