Piccal

Today we worked on the photo for Weston’s 2nd birthday party invite. He didn’t cooperate at all. We literally had to keep taping animal crackers to the back of the picture frame to get him to sit there long enough

Today was the boys’ last day at their summer school at Crievewood. They had an interesting last day, apparently. Turner got bit by one of his friends–the one that has a mohawk; go figure. Weston’s teacher is an older lady

We invited a few people that work under the same corporate umbrella as we do to come and record some chants for a certain unnamed Tennessee professional football team. Just to be clear, I’m speaking in code here because I’m

I went for a quick walk through Radnor Lake this evening. At one point, I was pleasantly surprised to see 2 deer walking casually beside me. I ignored the “No off-trail hiking” sign and got a little closer to get

If this kid sees a puddle of water, he’s going to splash it. Doesn’t matter when or where. It’s going to get splashed. A child’s simple enjoyment. I can’t remember when was the last time I got this much enjoyment

I can’t say what this is for yet, but I can say that the black speck there is a spit dobble. You know, for to help with focusing.

I have lost any control I potentially had.

When I showed this pic to Turner, he said, “Oh, we need to put that on Netflix.” I don’t have that capability yet, buddy. For now this is the best I can do.

This was one of the first times we’ve seen Weston build something rather than tear it down. The demolition threat has been, temporarily, neutralized.

The Nashville fireworks are admittedly fantastic. Probably the best show I’ve ever seen. However, you have to go through a lot of inconveniences in order to take part in it. We’ve heard from several folks that the Crockett Park fireworks