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The Levitating Continues/More Santa Rosa Pics

Landon continues to show off his levitating skills. Below are recent photos captured while at the beach. In the third picture, you can see Begina trying to race over and put an end to the show.

I have also attached a few more pictures from Santa Rosa last week. Make sure and SCROLL DOWN to see Landon's new video that just dropped yesterday too!

Showing off at the Pool:



Taking on the Waves:

Landon's Trackball Skills are vastly improving. It's good that his grandfather (The Yoda of Trackball) was close by lending his wisdom.

This is not Photo shopped at all. I just happed to look down the beach and catch this. It's always cool to be reminded why we are truly here.

Yes, Jesus Saves. I had just never seen it presented in a true-to-life sized bull close to Jackson, MS.

Flat Tire on the Way Back Home

Pictures at Kelly and Brian's Wedding

Landon Gets Down In Santa Rosa

No words really needed. More vacation pics coming soon on both my blog and the families.

KING OF THE DEMO

I found this on one of John Mayer's blogs (who is not only an incredible musician, but a great writer and comedian). He occasionally posts some really funny stuff. This is a video that is too good not to share. This was an actual guest on Conan. Michael Bolton is wearing the red belt in the group.

It's Getting Mild in Here.......UPDATED!!!!

So there is no denying that Begina and I have a mutual respect for Taco Bell. It's moderately priced, and pretty pleasant most of the time to the palette.

One of the best parts of Taco Bell is the mild sauce. On a side note, if you are interested in cleaning pennies with Taco Bell Hot Sauce, please go here.

In order to not get skimped on the liquid gold, we usually are pretty adamant about requesting "lots" of mild sauce. There have been a few times lately that either out of sarcasm or generosity the worker will supply an orangish bounty. Tonight was that night. Below is the incredible free booty we accumulated tonight. I have used a spork and my hand for siz e reference to show the incredible magnanimity of Taco Bell.



Also below lies the smörgåsbord we have collected in the last few months simply by asking. Begina and I have a personal goal of filling a 55 gallon drum by the end of 2010. We are well on our way.


A few weeks ago, Begina and I went to go see "Made of Honor" with Patrick Dempsey. In the movie, Patrick's character supposedly invents the coffee sleeve. In the spirit of invention, I believe I am on to the next big thing. ICED TEA ON A STICK. Please don't start asking for money yet, but with the iced coffee craze, someone seemed to have missed the boat on a sweet, yet balanced summer-time treat. I used a Taco Bell spork for the stick part. Updates on this as it develops....


UPDATE: After re-positioning the spork during mid freeze, I broke out the sweet confection (it's sweet tea). I will most likely use two 8 oz glasses for molds, but it turned out OK. Patent office here I come.

What really Happened at Magic Springs

Pictures As Promised


Dr. David Teaching Landon Some New Sign Language


Begina's Face #1


Begina Face #2


Begina Face #3 and Landon Face #1


Yes, that's me going down the purple slide. Upon pushing off at the top, I began to scream as loud as I could. It was a few seconds before I reached daylight, and Kristen heard me and had enough time to grab the camera and take a shot. The white stuff above my head is the speed of sound.....

Rockin Snoopy All Year Long

So it's Tuesday night, about 8:30pm. Begina had taken Taylor to the doctor earlier that day and had dropped off a prescription to be filled. I was in my grubbies (code name for summer clothes worn when extra perspiration is expected) and needed to change to run to Wal-Mart's outdoor pickup. In my haste to get to the drop off point before 9:00pm, I just threw on a fresh t-shirt.

I knew I would just be sitting in the car, so I quickly grabbed one and headed out the door. Begina likes to leave BIG RED empty, so I had to quickly get gas and make it to Wal-mart ASAP. As I am getting gas, an older man looks at me and smiles and says hi. I think nothing of it, as I tend to blend well with the local folk.

Gas in, Kyle in, off to Wal-mart. As I have stated time and time again, I believe in Murphy's Law. Well, his law was in effect that night because the two outdoor lines were CLOSED. I come to the realization that I am actually going to have to go into Wal-Mart in gym shorts and a t-shirt. Not a big deal in a larger city, but I am finally getting to the point where I see several people I know every time I go.

Of course there is a line about two people deep. Those two people are women who appear to be close in age to me and what I would deem to be regularly cool people. As we are waiting, one turns around to me and smiles. I look up to make brief eye contact and say hello, as any good Cabotian would.

I notice she is not looking at my face, but rather my shirt. To avoid any conversation, I look over to the corn removers and gel inserts. In continuing my non-contact mode, I look down at my shirt and it hits me.

I was literally "rockin' the shirt my mom gave me for Christmas. I don't really get embarrassed at much, but this got me. The guy at the gas station, the girls in front of me.....I hope some holiday cheer was spread this June.

CAR FOR SALE

PLEASE HELP US SELL OUR CAR. IF YOU KNOW OF A FAMILY WHO NEEDS A HIGHER MILEAGE, GREAT CONDITION CAR FOR COMMUTING, COLLEGE OR ANYTHING ELSE, PLEASE SEND THEM TO OUR BLOG OR EMAIL ME AT kproctor@communitybk.net

Here are all the specs:

FOR SALE

2002 HONDA ACCORD EX-L 4-DOOR V6

ß 99,600 MILES (COMMUTER MILES)
ß 23 CITY/30 HWY MPG (MILES PER GALLON)
ß SILVER EXTERIOR
ß GRAY LEATHER INTERIOR
ß AUTO AC/HEAT
ß 6-DISC IN DASH CD CHANGER
ß NEWER TIRES (70 PERCENT LEFT)
ß TINTED WINDOWS
ß REAR DECK SPOILER/SUNROOF/MUDGUARDS
ß EXCELLENT CONDITION/HONDA RELIABILITY

PRICE: $10,600

GREAT GAS MILEAGE AND HONDA RELIABILITY!!!! Pictures below:

Help Me Pimp My Ride and ReGain My Dignity

So, if you have read our other blog, you can see Begina talked me into a mini-van, or spacious, high occupancy vehicle (Thanks Kristen). I want to make this interactive. You will help me:

1. Choose or pick a name or theme for the Mini Van.
- Big Red
- Maroon Mommy Mobile
- Red, Just Like My Face While In Motion
- Vandela
- Red Headed Step Child (no offense to red heads or step children)
- But Kyle....It's Convenient
- Hot Space
- Arkansas Hot Sauce
- Red Cavern
- You Drive a What?
- Other (Suggestions welcome on the postings page)


2. At the Advice of one of my cool friends, new "Dubs":
for our new whip. You can also vote on your favorite rims too! Follow the link below and it should show our ride in the color we have. You pick the rims, they are automatically placed in the picture! Go Here to start the search...

A fine example:

Landon the Levitator

There comes a point in a young parents life where they realize that some things are just going to happen. Protect and guide your children to the best of your abilities, but there will always be that certain time where those tots rise above authority and attempt to boldly fly into uncharted lands.

In this case, it could have been a mere case of not keeping our children grounded. Who would have known that viewing David Blaine or Criss Angel in utero, or as a small toddler for that matter, would have caused such a direct impact.

Be careful parents. Your unintentional actions will affect your children, and I am living proof. One day your children will do something so incredibly unbelievable, time will literally cease to move. Monday was that day for me.

I got home from work and took Landon and Beastie out to play. Landon did his normal routine. Mow the yard with his bubble mower, throw his little plastic balls across the yard and run after them, throw Beast his toy, ex. But this day was different. A look of subtle defiance shown in his eyes as if to say "I've been waiting for this moment my whole life."

Then it happened. Landon has been known to get some sick air with his Jordan's or Shox, but this day he was especially light on his feet. Though slowly, he began to rise with a newfound fervor. To my horror, I realized that Landon was a Levitator. "Why would you need to
levitate," I asked him. He responded "huh" and did it again.




Is this a malicious act of disobedience, or simply a cry for help? We simply don't know at this point. We thought we were at the apex of our communication with him only to realize our little boy had progressed to a higher rung on the ladder.

Let this serve as a warning to you parents. Before you know it, your children are over your head, or at least even with it.

KP