Thursday, September 24, 2009

September 24, 2009

She will dislike me one day for the photos, but I challenge her not to do the same thing to her children. It's a Parental Obligation.

September 23, 2009

It felt like fall tonight. A Crisp Walk.

September 22, 2009

I can't keep up with the drool anymore. It's taking over, and we're getting flood insurance.

September 19, 2009

Well Hello! You digging the bassinet? Because you don't so much fit in it anymore.

September 17, 2009

Golf became a contact sport today when Bennet nailed David in the face with a ball. Nice blood stained shirt David.

September 16, 2009

Sharmin's Head-Dress. Two Feather, Not One Dot.

September 15, 2009

Sharad gets the most coaching in golf because he is constantly dissecting the crap out of his own swing. Engineers should not be allowed to play golf.

September 14, 2009

The Magic Bumbo/Bimbo. Now she is allowed to sit on the table.

Sunday, September 13, 2009

September 13, 2009

He nailed it, and I am proud of him.

September 11, 2009

Jack gets all the ladies. It's the snappy button down shirt and dockers.

September 10, 2009

Golf Chat with Tippsy and The Fourth.

September 9, 2009

She learned how to blow raspberries today. The drool is in excess now.

Monday, September 7, 2009

September 7, 2009

A Rare Moment Where She Doesn't Insert Her Entire Fist Into Her Mouth.

September 6, 2009

Totally Disgruntled by the State of Healthcare in this Country.

September 5, 2009

Goldie Bought an Adorable House. Pick a Color, Any Color.

September 3, 2009

George Foreman came to school. And George 3, and George 4.

September 2, 2009

A Greek Affair for NAWMBA Welcome Dinner. Success.

September 1, 2009

I married Andrew, because when I get a wild hair, and want something stupid like napkins rolled around utensils for a school event, he stays up with me and does it. No questions.

THAT is love.

BARF, I know.

August 31, 2009

Fall at Central Market. Comes with the smell of freshly sharpened pencils.