I know I can’t.

Sorry, I’ll provide some context in case you’re wondering what I’m talking about.

Four years ago, Cara and I got married! Crazy, isn’t it?

If you’d like to relive the moment with us, the pictures are still up.

Oh, and four years and a day ago, Garrett got chicken parmesan dumped on his lap at our rehearsal dinner.

Good times :-)

Wow, it is almost March already. Too bad time doesn’t work the way it did when I was a kid and couldn’t wait for Christmas or my birthday or something. It took forever for things to happen back then. Now… well, let’s just say things happen too fast now.

Cleo is still about the same as always. Garrett came to visit us this past weekend and Cleo pretty much hissed at him the whole time. Here is a picture of her fighting her arch-nemesis, the water bottle:

At church, Cara and I have been busy working with the kids on Leadership Training for Christ. We’ve been meeting every Sunday afternoon with them working on everything from t-shirt design and banners to song leading and Bible quiz. Here’s a picture from one of our meetings:

I think we’ve got 16 kids total involved which is great. Speaking of church, we just moved into our new auditorium this past Sunday. Here’s a picture of the new auditorium when it was still being worked on:

And here is a picture of the completed auditorium:

It is a lot bigger than what we had and it is really nice. The seats are pretty comfy, too :-)

Speaking of time flying, one of us is enjoying a birthday today. It isn’t me… my birthday was last month. Yup, it is Cara’s birthday! So everybody, remember to say happy birthday to her and help her have a great day!

Happy birthday Cara!

Recounted by our friend Stephanie:

Angelina (while sitting on the potty): “Does Mo wear big girl panties like me?”

FYI, I don’t.

Our little friend Angelina (who is 3) has been carrying her favorite stuffed animal everywhere lately.  She’s very proud to know what kind of dog it is.  If you ask her, she’ll tell you very confidently, “It’s a noodle dog!”

Close… it’s a poodle.  :)

Here’s the link to pictures from the hike we took at Devil’s Den for Mo’s birthday.

http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=205538&l=1b005&id=700085152

I know we have not posted pictures on our website in a long time.  Unfortunately, I’m better about posting on facebook than on mohundro.com.  There’s a link below if you want to look at some of the pics from our Christmas trip to FL.

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http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=205525&l=f5338&id=700085152

We intended to post a Christmas card online before Christmas but here we are on December 29 just getting around to it.  Time flies…we can’t believe it’s nearly 2009.  We’ll both have our 10-year high school reunions in ‘09.  We’re feeling old, though we know we’re not really that old. David’s birthday is Friday; he’ll be 28.  We wish you a belated Merry Christmas and a prosperous new year!

Cleo wishes you a happy new year with no one trying to force you to look cute.

I borrowed my friend Becky’s costume and sat at the front door in my “bubble bath” to greet our Trick-or-Treaters this year.

Here I am:

Here I am with Ivan and Angelina (who came as Diego and Dora):

A few of my favorite responses:

“How did she get in there?”

“Are you balloons for Halloween?”

“I had to come back and take your picture—can I take your picture?”

Last night, Chris and Stephanie had the church over for a Fall Festival, complete with food, pumpkin carving, a hayride, and a very last minute Trunk or Treat. We had a great time as you’ll see for yourself if you look at the pictures!

This is the second set of plants I had to take back to Lowe’s after planting in the backyard this summer. It’s nice that Lowe’s a money-back guarantee so if you kill the plant within the first year, you can take it back. Granted, I got all my plants on clearance so they were half-dead to start with, but as you can see, I finished them off. Apparently, rhododendrons don’t like to be ignored.

However, as my next door neighbor told me when I was planting them, roses take abuse pretty well. Here are some pictures of the roses I planted at the same time as the rhododendron. Looking good!

Mo and I were going to visit some friends in the hospital (one of my clients had pneumonia and Gary Schaper had a hip replacement) and I wanted to get them gift certificates to a restaurant near the hospital so they could easily get something other than hospital food to eat.

First I went to El Lorito, a local Mexican restaurant where I have bought a gift card before.  They told me they didn't have any left.

There's not much else close to the hospital, so I was forced to resort to fast food.  I went into Wendy’s and asked if they had gift certificates.  The girl at the register told me they did not.  Another guy working there told me they did have some but not anymore.  The girl corrected him, saying, "No, those were coupons we ran out of."

At this point, I told Mo I would try Burger King and then I was giving up.  So I went into Burger King and asked if they had gift certificates.  The lady at the register didn't have a clue whether they did or not, so she asked the lady cleaning tables, who looked at me like I was crazy and said "We don't have gift certificates here."  This being the 3rd place I tried, I was disgusted and threw my hands up in the air and sighed as I started to leave.  About this time, a manager came to the front and asked the ladies working there what I wanted.  The table-cleaning lady responded, "She wanted gift certificates.  I told her we don't have any."  I don't know what made me stick around to listen to her response, but I did.  Then the manager said, "I thought we did have some in the back."  To which the table-cleaning worker replied, "No, we don't have any gift certificates...we have gift cards."
Unbelievable.  I looked at her incredulously and said (rather forcefully), "That's the same thing!"
The manager told me I'd have to excuse those two and sold me the gift cards.

As I was finishing up working with a child on feeding goals at lunch in his classroom (of 3 & 4 year olds), the rest of the class was finishing their meals too, and taking turns going to the bathroom before getting on their cots for nap.  One girl was holding up the line.  I overheard the following:

Teacher: Are you almost finished in there?  Your friends are waiting.

Girl:  (in her singsong voice) Not yet.

(Several minutes passed)

Teacher: What’s taking so long in there?  Are you working on a number 2?

Girl: (Very seriously) No.  I workin’ on a number 8.

Teacher: Okay then, sounds serious.  We’ll let you sit there a while longer!

In a classroom during breakfast this morning, there was a sudden loud noise.  The nutritionist, who happened to be in the room, exclaimed “Whoa, that scared the bejesus out of me!.”  I was working with a 3 year old who loves to repeat everything he hears.  He immediately responded, “Whoa, that scared the blue jeans-es off of me!”