Today on my drive home from work I sent a picture of myself driving to some of you. Steve sent this back. This is what Steve looks like in his commute. Behind him you can catch a glimpse of New England. Taking and sending pictures while driving is very dangerous and I think it is worth it.
Life-a she's a good.
Bear had his school carnival today. He burned through all his tickets trying to win a nerf football with fins and jets and all that. He did not win it, ever. It was hard for me to see. Bear is a Stoic.
Bear threw a baseball through our livingroom window. I could tell he felt pretty bad about it. "I am sorry. I really am sorry." Then I said, "No, it's my fault, we should not have been playing so close to the house." But before I was done he interrupted with, "No, it's my fault. [pause] I am the one who threw the ball."Then I made him pose for this picture. I cheered him up with stories of the three times I broke windows and he wanted to know if Walker or Spencer of Lucas ever broke one.
Summer is here. When Danielle has dirty feet, life is at its best. What a fascinating girl. I do love her.
2 comments:
I don't care what we have to be concerned about (broken windows, food shortages, crashing while taking pictures...) the JOY on Willow's face just rises above it all!
...I love Danielle, too. If not for the simple confidence in allowing her feet to be photographed (beautiful foot). You will never see a picture of my foot from that angle unless there is a toe tag on it!...c.
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