Showing posts with label iphone pics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label iphone pics. Show all posts

Friday, January 30, 2009

Pictures That Brighten My Day

Often during the day, an email like this arrives in my inbox. I smile every time.

Friday, July 25, 2008

Two Sonic cherry limes, please

Who knew the cuisine of our childhood would be such a comfort amidst
such a stressful week?

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Watching and wondering

Amarillo has Wonderland Park

It is Wonderful.

So fun!

Summer night in Amarillo

Seat 7d

George was a pretty good travel mate for the first leg of our trip.
Although he is technically a lap infant until the 30th of this month,
there was an empty seat next to us. George climbed right in and
buckled himself up. He spent the vast majority of the flight in his
own seat watching Irving Berlin's White Christmas.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Drive thru margaritas

DUI, Shmi-u-I, this place gets better by the minute! (isn't this nuts?)

Monday, July 21, 2008

Bad Father, Good Daddy

George and I have been bachelors since the girls left for Texas early Saturday morning. We've had ups and downs, but today was a good day. I told Sally I was a good daddy but a bad father for taking George straight from Roxanne's to Pizza Palazzo for a slice. When he was strapped into his seat, I said "George, do you want some pizza?" and he said "yeah yeah!" After dinner we were driving by Longfellow park ("Longsofellow," as Francis calls it), and George made longing sounds. When I stopped the van and opened his door, he went crazy. He was giggling and kicking and saying "Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah!!" For the next half hour, he displayed mastery of all playground equipment, despite having pooped his pants.

Though still incontinent, George is becoming very verbal lately. He has a larger vocabulary than you realize when Francis is around filling silences. He's also stringing words together. When I was settling into a swing to watch him play this evening, he paused at the playset ramp and clearly said, "come on, Daddy!" Who could resist that? Last week, he handed me his bread and said emphatically, "need more butter." I complied.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

A warm welcome

I just arrived for a week of house hunting. Wish me luck!