Subtitled by Rosie. Again.

\\car! Maile, Car! Maile.

Baby ride, baby ride

maile kee, maile kee

sick rosie, sick rosie

goat! rosie, Goat! rosie

Beach with rosie, beach with rosie

Maile watch, Maile watch

Maile glasses, Maile glasses

Dog tongue, dog tongue

(This needs some context. We have a wild dog problem-- they ate all our chickens, ravage the cat food, and knock over the garbage cans. And one day, this guy was poking around. I thought I was very tough and got him tied up. Turned out though that he was the cutest puppy on the planet. And then i almost killed him. Girl scouts with keen eyes will probably realize that my knot sucks. I tied him up, then went to grab him water, came back and he had wrapped himself around a ti plant and was choking. I was wearing Maile on my back, like always, and did that movie thing where you try to run and then fall down and then run again-- I ran inside and grabbed some scissors, ran back out and cut the rope off of his neck. I sat there, cursing and commanding the dog to live and rubbing him. I stopped for a second to see -- and he lifted up his head and thumped his tail. Freaking idiot dog.

Tame dog, tame dog 

(so I picked him up and put him in the chicken coop until the cute humane society girl came to get him. About an hour later, a guy stopped by in his lanscaping-business truck (byline, I am NOT joking, 'Call us to trim your bush') and asked if I had found a lost hunting dog puppy. Woops.)

And here
 is a dress I made when i was about 18. Yes, I've ALWAyS been on the cutting edge of fashion! Look at those pockets, man! It's like an apron and a dress all in one! Matt calls this my sexy plyg dress.

chicken! with spice on it!

Spagetti eating, spagetti eating!

(not spaghetti, hamura saimin. slowest service ever, crowded, mini stools to sit on, and best noodle soup you'll ever have.)

Baby eat, baby eat

(my kids like the kamaboko-- the pressed fish cakes. probably made of dolphin. meets your daily requirement of essential mercuries!)