Showing posts with label Video. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Video. Show all posts

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

MY FAVORITE MOTHER'S DAY VIDEO

I can't believe I forgot to post my favorite Mother's Day video on my Facebook page this past Sunday (check out Barats and Bereta). So, without further ado, here it is:





Happy belated Mother's Day to all those moms out there!

Friday, October 10, 2008

CAKES' FRAYED NERVES

Last year, we got Bean and Cakes the Fisher Price Twin Time Loving Family dollhouse for Christmas.


It's in their playroom and it gets a lot of use. The girls will spend hours sitting behind the dollhouse, hidden from view, playing house with the little dolls. It's a great and surefire way to keep them from fighting for a significant period of time.

Last night, the girls were thoroughly engrossed in playing house. I usually watch them from the bonus room (they get irritable when I interject in their personal playtime, but nervous if they're upstairs by themselves), but I had to run downstairs for something. So, I sent Big Daddy upstairs to keep an eye on them. The cherubs were so involved in their play, that they didn't see Big Daddy come into the room. Big Daddy took this opportunity to get a little closer and enjoy watching his offspring at play. So, he crawled over to the dollhouse and peeked at them through the door.

The girls continued to play together, oblivious to his presence, until Cakes looked up and saw this ...


And this is how Cakes responded ...


(Thank you, YouTube, for this family-friendly parody for this family-friendly blog).

I think my youngest may be a bit on the high-strung side ...

Sunday, August 24, 2008

CHERUBS SING POPULAR

I finally found the charger for my video camera. So, as promised, I dutifully set my girls in front of the camera to record them singing "Popular." It didn't come out quite as planned. There was nose picking throughout the recording. There were also many attempts on my part to convince a skeptical Bean that the camera was, in fact, recording her song. Finally, in exasperation, I turned the viewfinder so that the girls could see that I was telling the truth about the camera recording them. And, well, that was the end of the concert.