Monday, May 19, 2008

Day 240 - Poll Results & New Poll

Last week, I asked if there should be a certain name order when we introduce the kids. Emma and Andrew? Andrew and Emma? Just recently I realized an anagram for "Emma and Andrew" is "Mad Drawn Enema" which I proposed to Lisa, but once again she poo-pooed a brilliant idea.

For whatever reason, the poll results show that there is a slight preference to introducing the kids by birth order which would be Emma and Andrew. The runner-up choice was to rename Andrew to Emma which would have involved expensive surgery, so we're glad that was not the winning choice. And by "we" I of course mean Andrew's penis and testicles.

I was talking to my friend, Bernard, on the phone last night, and he mentioned that they were going on a family trip to Las Vegas this Memorial Day weekend. He has a daughter who is a few months older than our kids -- actually almost a year old now! The only trips the Ichikawa family has made so far has been to Northern California, and the occasional trips Lisa has made with her best friend, Mr. Concrete Sidewalk.

The kids are going to turn eight months in a few days, and this got me to thinking: What would be an appropriate age to take them on an actual vacation? Like Disneyland? Legoland? Las Vegas? A Brazilian rainforest?


Kerry said...

Actually, the best time to travel is right now, before they start walking. I think you should come up to Nothern California over the Memorial weekend. Doesn't that sound better than Vegas? When Kevin and Jamie were little, we took them to Disneyland every year and just recently, we found out that they said they didn't remember anything before the age of 5 so all those trips were for not. I'll end this comment by stating....LOWER THOSE CRIB MATTRESSES!!!! - Auntie Susan (P.S. I don't know how to change the user name to my name, that's why it shows Kerry's name)P.P.S. I worked tonight, we admitted a 7 month old baby, accidently fell off the exam table at the doctor's office where he was having a routine visit....depressed skull fracture and epidural bleed...seriously!!!

d-michiko-f said...

When C was four, I took her to Disneyland and after braving the long line for It's a Small World and riding the ride, she turned to me and her Auntie Gail and said, "Can we go home now?"