The Scrapping Abyss

I'm glad we're not dealing with this kind of weather yet! This is from our March ice storm.

Christopher has been sick this week, but I think is finally on the mend.

To tell this next story requires a bit of background for those not intimately familiar with Michael and his quirks. His main hobbies, at age 21 months, are garbage, vacuums, dogs, and books. He makes a weird rattling sound in his mouth, kind of like ACCKKKKKKKKKKKK for garbage, and can point out any garbage can, anywhere, no matter what style or how well camouflaged into the environment. Case in point: he spent more time pointing out garbage cans at the Henry Doorly Zoo than looking at the animals.

He is obssessed with vacuum cleaners and says the word quite well, with a twist. "Vacuum-me" We're not sure if he's saying the vacuum is his, or "vacuuming" or what. He's not fond of it when it's turned on, but he'll play with the real one or his toy all day long if given the opportunity. Jeff has even looked at pictures of vacuums on the internet with M, and Christopher interrupted them last night and wanted to look at his favorite LEGO site. M gave him a nasty look and let out with his first sentence, "No, Titter, vacuum-me"