The Adventures of the Pickle & the Chickadee

The adventures of a little pickle and his sister chickadee in the big city. Living life with these two yahoos we call Mom and Dad.

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

At the beach

By far, the best thing about vacation seems to be the icecream truck....


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Monday, June 15, 2009

A book review by the Pickle... Pete and Pickles by Berke Breathed

Pickle: Momma, why did you get that book Pete and Pickles? It was the wrong book. That book was for grown ups, not for kids. It was a little scary and weird.
Momma: What part was scary?
P: It was weird, I don't want to talk about it.
M: You mean the part where the house fills up with water?
P: I DON'T want to TALK about IT.
M: Ok.
P: You picked the wrong one. Why did you pick that one?
M: I'm not sure I picked it but I didn't read the story so I didn't know it was weird. You might have picked it.
P: I made a MISTAKE. that book is for grown ups, not for kids.
M: Oh, ok.
P: Why did you pick that book?
M: Well, I might have picked it because it was called "Pete and Pickles." You have an Uncle Pete, and a Grandpa Pete, and I call you Pickle, so I thought it would be funny to borrow a book called "Pete and Pickles."
P: Well, I didn't like it it was weird. We should write a letter, it should say 'This book is not for kids, it's weird you should send it to another town where someone wants it. Not here."
M: Ok, we'll get on that in the morning. I have to go do the dishes.
P: Ok, when you are done with the dishes you can take that book back to the library.

Thursday, May 28, 2009

Class picnic
















Playing.... hiking... eating... sums it up.

Wednesday, May 27, 2009

Conversations at bedtime.

Pickle: I think that's so STUPID.
Momma: Pick a different word. I don't like stupid.
P: How come?
M: Who taught you the word stupid?
P: Daddy did, how come Daddy can say it?
M: Daddy shouldn't say it, next time you hear him say it remind him he shouldn't say it.
P: How come?
M: It's not a nice word, it's a mean word.
P: Ok. Can Daddy say shit?
M: No. And neither can you.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Over heard at the playground last night.

Pickle: (sob) (sob) (Sob)
Little boy on slide:  Why are you crying?
P:  (sob)  I'm crying (wail) because my mom won't let me have a dog and I REALLY want one!  (total break down)
lbos: Oh.... I have a dog.
P: (sniff) can I walk him?

Sunday, April 19, 2009

I vant to PUMP you UP!









Saturday, April 18, 2009

More Birthdays

My friend had a birthday and guess what was there??

Pinata!








And unicorns!