The one where I wish you all a Merry Christmas!
...deep in the woods
Category Archives: Bunker Monkey
I’m throwing it out to you, peeps
The one where I ask you to do my work for me. Boo yah!
Out of the frying pan…
The one where I talk about the horror of the holidays…sort of.
Putting the day (and the Bunker Monkey) to rest
The one where we reflect on a day of festivities.
Happy Birthday, Bunker Monkey!
The one where the Bunker Monkey is a big SIX years old!
Family Trip, Day One
The one where I get driven crazy (literally), and you get to come along for the ride.
The trip to Vermont
The one where we go to Vermont, complete with pictures. Of course.
Item 1 on my "when I hit the Lotto" list
Haven’t you always wondered what kind of house I’d like to live in? If I didn’t live in the dome, that is. Of course you do! Check it out!
Trip to the North Pole
A few weeks ago, the Bunker family went to Lake Placid to visit Santa’s Workshop and go camping. All in all, it was a fun weekend, and we got some great shots. The campground was really nice too; here’s the pics:
The Love Project, or: For my friend, because I care
Hey! Woo! Saturday post! Yeh, don’t get used to it. This is a special edition. Today I read a post from someone I have grown to care about, and it worried me (the post, not that I care about her). So, my dear friend, I am posting these pics because I want you to see…
Sign up your toddlers now
Today I’ve made several discoveries: 1. Bunker Monkey likes to bake. Specifically, he likes to bake cakes. Hey, it’s a start – in no time at all he’ll be cooking coq au vin with Waldorf salad and braised asparagus. And chocolate cake for dessert. 2. Bunker Monkey also likes to garden. Or at least, he…
Where he figures out how to manipulate
Lately, Bunker Monkey (age 5 1/2) has been going through an interesting phase. He’s been, randomly and without prompting, blurting out things like, “Mommy, you’re the stupendousist princess in the whole world!” or, “Mommy, you’re a pretty pretty princess and I love you!” I’m not sure when he decided I am a princess; I know…
Father's Day, a parade, and a train
So I know it’s over a month late, but I thought I would post the pictures from the camping trip we took to Lake George on Father’s Day weekend. The weather wasn’t perfect – it rained much of the time – but it cleared up when we needed it to (like on our boat ride…
A bowl of peanuts, and a beer
One of my most vivid summer memories is one that involves my dad. On hot summer nights… We had no air conditioning in our home in Flushing, Queens, NY. We were barbarians, I know. I’d walk into the kitchen and find my dad. He would be sitting in the dark (usually), with a beer or…
Cambridge Balloon Festival/Camping Trip 2009
This past weekend, the Bunker Family decided to take a little camping trip up to Cambridge, NY to see the hot air balloons. What follows are the photojournals of our trip. We left home around 3:30pm on June 5, after picking up the Bunker Monkey from school. Wait – I should back up. BeFORE picking…
My monkey, let me show you him
Every parent out there will tell you that sometimes, there’s nothing you can do to avoid being embarrassed by your kids. People who don’t have kids, or who haven’t had kids living with them for a very long time (I’m looking at you, mom) probably don’t remember this, but it’s true. Spend any amount of…
