I Have Three Children

Every once in a while I will work three nights in a row; which
means that I leave home at 3:00 pm and get home at 1:00 am.
I don't see the kids for three days. I must entrust the household
to my 51 year old babysitter, the eldest of my children.
While at work I check in with this babysitter at various intervals.

"What did you feed the kids for dinner?" I'll say.

"uhh, pancakes?" Dave replies.

"Did Tanner get a bath?" I'll say.

"Was I supposed to? You didn't tell me to, how am I
supposed to know?" Dave replies.

"Well, I haven't seen him in three days and he doesn't bathe
himself. I assume that since you take a shower daily that
you would know that Tanner also needs to be clean." I reply.

"uhhh, I guess." says my brilliant babysitter.

I think I'm paying him to much!!

Mashed Potatoes

The annual Hosenfeld ski day has to be planned well in
advance, that's the only way we can get sixteen people
in the same place at the same time. So if we set a date
two months in advance we never know what the ski
conditions will be like. Usually April skiing has been
pretty good. Not this time.

I'm just happy to be going more than 20 miles per hour...sticky
sticky snow.


Hailey's waiting for me to pull her down the mountain


Ever ski in a big pile of mashed potatoes? It's very tiring.


Despite the mush we had a good time together. Twenty four hours
later it snowed two beautiful feet of fresh powder. darn

Close Encounters of the Embarrassing Kind

While in the midst of researching our next trip I can't help but
think of all the times Dave has gotten into trouble while on
vacation. It seems that everywhere we go, he has an "embar-
rassing incident. And of course I feel the need to share.....

While in New Orleans.... Oh no, he didn't


While in Alaska he fell into a glacier water pond. And yes, took a
picture of the cold spot he was in. And since we were on a glacier
climbing expedition Dave had to hike around for another two hours
in sopping clothes. Our guide almost had a heart attack.


Then in China he had an authentic Chinese massage...very close.
He said it moved. Ok, his masseuse was much younger and
prettier than this lady!


In Costa Rica Dave ran smack into the glass doors of our hotel
room because I had closed them. Nothing broke, not even his
nose.


Dave's most favorite embarrassing moment was definitely the time
we took Tanner to Mexico on the plane. As he was guiding Tanner
down the isle in search of a seat, Tanner reached out and snapped
the pink thong underwear of the girl in front of him. She spun
around and luckily understood that it was the kid who did it and
not the terrified man behind him.

I could go on and on: like when Dave and I were staying with
grandma and grandpa Holt and for some reason Dave forgot
that he wasn't in his own home. He walked from the bathroom
to the bedroom stark naked and got caught by grandma. I didn't
get a picture of that one.

Stay tuned for more...