We really liked the way Jake’s birthday cake (from a little over 2 weeks ago) turned out.
One of the best things about having a very little kid as an older parent is getting to re-experience all the most fun parts of childhood: getting a new toy, visiting Santa and the Easter Bunny, etc.
The little guy will be coming home from nursery school to see this one, and I can’t wait.
Let’s just say that genetics provides us a challenge here.
I was getting ready to put Jake down for his afternoon nap and he decided to pose a bit for me, so here’s your daily dose of cute.
Just about as cute (and as messy) as you would expect.
Congratulations and all the love in the world for my parents, Roberta and Charles Walker, who were married 50 years ago today in Detroit.
I’m visiting my sister’s family in the Cleveland, Ohio area. We just put a severe hurt on turkey and trimmings, and now I’m indulging with a spot of peach cobbler and my birthday cake, which my wonderful niece Taylor was nice enough to bake for me. I’d ordinarily be linking to some action shots on Flickr but I left my camera on the dining room table so you’ll have to just imagine us all sprawled across the family room in tryptothan torpor. There are worse ways to be.
Happy Thanksgiving to all my fellow yanks and, um, happy Thursday to the rest of y’all.
After reading my post about my recent Canadian business trip, my Dad sent along a few scans of some photos he took during some of the camping trips we took in Ontario during the early 1980's. Thanks, Dad!
A very, very happy 1st birthday to little Amber, an angel beyond compare.
Rembrandt is not to be compared in the painting of character with our
extraordinarily gifted English artist, Mr. Rippingille.
— John Hunt, British editor, scholar and art critic
Cerf/Navasky, “The Experts Speak”