Week 70 - Grand Theft Nanner

Ready to take on the day, up to no good.

The meteorologists forecasted today's weather (all week actually) to be partly sunny with a 30% chance of thunderstorms.  Nanner banked on the fact that the weather man's prediction isn't worth the pot that it's pissed in, and headed to the park with her sun hat on.

Is it me or does the car's eye look bloodshot?

The Nanner's favorite part about the park?  Stealing other kids' cars of course.  She chose a convertible and laughed at the weatherman's incompetence.  

Nanner's new friend didn't get the memo that this ride is fun.

Home from the park and sporting a suntan, Nanner turned on the sprinkler so the lawn would get some water today.

Week 69 - Strawberry Whine

"Daddy said I'd get a strawberry or two today but he
didn't bring any snack, much less fruit or berries"

May in Chicago means that we've barely hit springtime.  Springtime means that Nanner gets to play outside without coat, gloves, or gnome hat.

No danger of the bumps and bruises of the outside world if you stick with the interior comforts of modernism.

Postscript: I would be remiss if I did not mention that Aunt Audrey and Gma came to visit for a few days, complete with a trip to the zoo.

"something oddly familiar..."

Week 68 - Waiting Game

Bag in hand - ready for gifts from Gma

Waiting for Gma and Aunt Audrey to arrive this week.  Waiting for daddy to get back from his business trip.  For these, the waiting ended yesterday.

Waiting for daddy to get his shit together and give mama a Mother's Day present.  Or even a card fer Christ sake.  Still waiting.  

To pass the time, and emboldened by her stylish hat, Nanner challenged Aunt Kate to a game of chess.  

Week 67 - Wanted

This week, the Nanner took action and placed an ad in the local paper:

WANTED: Chicago Friends I Can Grow Up With

67 mo/old Nanner seeking RV/N.Ctr buddy I can grow up with.

Interests include dogs, balls, and being able to say, "elbow".

Parents who are fanatical about baseball and quality parenting a definite plus.

Other qualities must include a desire to stay in the city long term and brave the CPS, 

and ownership of a house that is so far underwater that it makes urban flight impossible.

Qualities that I bring to the table include the greenest, most lush backyard in the entire city.  Not that I would know.

Send all inquiries to "The Nanner" or you can find me at the Belmont Playlot.  

Anna desperately trying to avoid walking on the grass.  Seriously dude.

Week 66 - Sour Milk

Oconomowhat?

Nanner combined her love for Aesop's Fables and her intimate knowledge of spilled milk to declare this the Week of Sour Milk.  She held back tears (she learned that trick from daddy) as she said goodbye to her longer-than-life-long friend Nora Smith, who left Chicago and moved to Wisconsin on Monday.  That look says it all (she inherited that from mama).

So she did what every 66 week old kid would do.  

She played in a box until supper time.

Jealous?