12 hours ago
Thursday, May 24, 2007
Relaxing after work, Ben dons his cowboy hat. He's got Texas on his mind and Baby on his lap.
Fritz, let's see what happens when things get wet. I'll put this newspaper in the sprinkler, you try that plastic thing over there.
It is just a bit cold for the sensible and those with limited fat reserves.
Emily's face is a thousand percent better than the beginning of spring. We think she has PMLE and develops more sun tolerance as the season progresses.
Last night was awards night for Awanas. Alex and Fritz with their respective leaders.
My two little spies. Don't you know spies dress in navy blue so they can creep around unnoticed at night. The last few nights Emily has gotten out of bed at some ungodly hour. I'm thinking she is not one for stealth, because her footsteps are like little earthquakes. There is a proverb that says if you bless someone early in the morning it will be taken as a curse. Perhaps during the day her footsteps sound more like butterfly wings, but don't quote me on that.