Casey's Just Sayin'

Christmas Eve was foggy but clear. Christmas Day was wet. But it was Christmas Day, so what the hey? This is today. No holiday. Just December 26th, a Sunday in my city, and a lot of rain in my backyard. Cheers, Casey

Eskimo Hill sits on one side of Mount Lassen, about an hour from our home and at about 5,500 feet from sea level. I've gone there since I was maybe six or seven. I'm 42 now and taking my kids there with their friends. In the picture above, my girl is on the left and my boy is on the right (lying on his back) and the three sibling buddies are in the middle. It was a good day. There were lots of smiles: Every single one of them sustained a bruise on their backside or frontside: It's really a great way to start the Winter season: They all got soaking wet by the end of the day, but we had back-up warmies in the car: And they will sleep well tonight: How do you share your childhood with your child? P.S. - Thanks very much to Rebecca at Life with Kaishon She's a master photographer of people and I totally did this post in her style.

I'm what one (one being me) might term an expert in children's television. I admit it. I'm a fan. It began a long time ago. I watched kid shows with my children in the early 90's when Nickelodeon was really starting to hit its first national stride. We'd laugh to You Can't Do That on Television reruns and the All That kid answer to SNL. We cheers for the kid contestants in Guts. The cartoons were awesome, being Doug, Rugrats, Ren and Stempy and later Rocko's Modern Life. (This is, by the way, when Saturday morning cartoons died, for which I will always grieve.) We also watched TGIF on ABC fairly religiously, thank you Miller/Boyet. The families of Full House, Step by Step and Family Matters were a part of our weekend kick-off. We also giggled to the "odd-couple" relationship in Perfect Strangers, the sly antics in Boy Meets World and the magical fun in Sabrina, the Teenage Witch. Anybody remember Teen Angel? Yeah, me neither. Maybe it w...