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kees has graduated into a new class of nicknames. in the earlier post he was just embarking on his journey through pseudonyms. the current evolution is as follows:

kees-> keesy-> tracy (mcgrady)-> gracie (royce)-> stacey (augmon)

and

grub-> grubsy-> scrubsy-> scruggsy (no context, just rolls off the tongue)

coy remains mouse... occasionally 'mousie.'

yesterday we went to grammy's for the annual easter egg hunt. even before i could blog about it, coy has snarfed all the candy. but that's not even the funniest part...

so one of our neighbor boys is always very tender and thoughtful to Coy. he'll bring her little games and say hi all the time. so, after church today Coy wanted to take him an Easter egg. so i walked her over and she handed him an egg. the boy's mother then asked Coy,
"So did the Easter Bunny leave some treats for you this morning?"
Coy: silence
Mother: "Did he fill your Easter basket?"
Coy: silence
Mother: "Did you get some Easter eggs?"
Coy: "yes"

that exchange may just seem like bashful interaction of a shy 2-year old, right? well, first of all, Coy isn't shy (though she'll say she is... i think she got that from the brainwashing, fear-instilling show "Caillou"... no really, that show seems to create drama... she loves that dang show... that's pretty good marketing i guess... note to self, get into the children's cartoon business). second of all, Coy wasn't answering (and i was remaining calmly quiet) because the Easter Bunny didn't come. you see, rian and i are a couple of grinches. actually, just way-too-practical cheap parents. we did have a family get together on Saturday, which included the Easter egg hunt. that naturally meant plenty of candy for Coy. so we figure, that's enough, right? besides, she's not even 3 years old. she's not missing a thing. or, she's gonna be the one to break the truth to all kindergarteners that there is no Easter Bunny, Santa Claus (don't even ask), or Tooth Fairy (that is definitely not happening).

as long as skeletons are coming out of the closet, i'll make one final confession. my mother was very sweet this year and filled several plastic eggs with a one dollar bill. Coy got two. well, after we had the Easter egg hunt, we hit IKEA. at IKEA, Coy turfed it by sitting up in Kees' end of the stroller, toppling it over and landing on her chin (it's sad, as evidenced by the picture). so, after calming her somewhat, i ran her over to the check-out to buy some frozen yogurt, bottled water, and a cinnamon roll. each cost exactly $1. and she bought them, albeit unknowingly, with her own money. yep, i took the liberty of using her Easter money. is that bad? either i'm going to raise an appreciative, industrious daughter, or i'm going to hell in a handbasket (rian's not immune either- just ask her about Christmas).

The Cougs lost :(
Arizona lost :(
All my other picks were dead on :)

Coy had a 103 fever :(
Kees gurgled at me for quite a bit :)
and he just chilled on my chest for 30 min straight of hoops :)

the houston rockets are on an amazing winning streak. 21-games in a row now. they do play the Lakers on Sunday and i'm betting on Kobe. anyway, the point is this- shortly after Kees was born i started calling him different names. not 'calling him names' but, you know, calling him by different names. one of those names was (is) Keesy Mcgrady- after houston's Tracy McGrady.

So, i think kees is behind houston's good karma.
striking resemblance you say? yeah, i think so too.
that's it. cheers.

i get all giddy when this time of year rolls around. for real, the sun's coming out again, the bbq is getting dusted off, and the tulips are poking out.

this year we have the deck. i enlisted Lozo, our neighbor, to help me heft the bbq up to the deck from the patio below. Dang! that thing was heavy. but, it's now nicely positioned just outside our deck door. we fired up her maiden lighting this year with our work get-together last week. rian has been tivo'ing Bobby Flay (the bomb chef) for me. i am not going to make any promises, but i'm thinking this would be a good year to chum up to me because i'm going the distance on the barbie baby (name that actor).

most of all, we tip our hats and bow our heads in sacred honor of... MARCH MADNESS. the best sporting tournament in the world. i was googling the other day and actually found some guy call the Stanley Cup the greatest sporting event. lol. lo(high pitch)l. ok, i can see the Super Bowl, maybe the World Series, but the Stanley Cup? Come on now, even a sober Canadian has to admit this is far from the best sporting event around. where else do you have a Cinderella, other than Disney? where else do you see great athletes competing all the time? they don't get paid, they hustle, and their egos are for the most part in check. this is deja vou, i feel like i said this recently (maybe my work blog?). anyway, it's true. if you aren't a fan, i fully endorse with all the feeling in my heart (and with every fiber in my soul, hehe) that you humble yourself and tune into ESPN during this month (and actually into next). You will not be let down.

and, the cougs are looking good this year. i think i've gotta get a coug flag or something.

when we first brought Coy and later Kees home with us, the prideful feelings of being a parent swell. what noble feats will they achieve? what sports will they have a knack for? "will they be pretty, will they be rich... (you know the line)"

Que sera, sera...

Today we picked up Coy's cousin Jenna. while they were eating PB & J, Coy made her parents proud by astutely pointing out "jenna, if we eat our poop it will taste yucky and we'll get sick."

Rian and I just looked at each other. Oh the joys...

with our almost weekly trips up to Salt Lake City for Kees' helmet checks I decided to buy a season pass to the zoo. we had a great visit today and i can testify that the commercials are true; the big cats are more lively in the winter. we got up close to almost everything we looked at. i really enjoyed myself and i think Coy did too. i'm pretty sure that Kees was not too impressed with the chilli breeze, but he survived.

we think Kees is starting to get a bit more accustomed to his new gear. we've got to fix our camcorder (this is using sid's phone to record). here's a couple clips from tonight...