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Well that is a mighty fine question now isn’t it. Prior to going to MD for the night to grandma’s house mom and dad decided to torture me a bit and find out. I tried to shake my head all around to shake this off but dad was able to get this picture off before… Continue reading What would I look like with earrings like daddy?
A red letter day in history, yes peeps I slept through the night! That’s right, all of the way through. That is 7pm through to 8am. Crazy huh? Granted I have a cold now too but hey, we take victories where we can get them. Related Images:
So dad got up early this weekend and decided to cook a foofy breakfast. In an homage to our upstairs neighbors, he decided to center the recipe around Brinley Gold Coconut Rum. Final result? Brinley Gold, apples and cinnamon reduction over whole grain French toast. Yummy! It has been a long standing Hampton tradition to… Continue reading A Hampton Tradition Continues
So it had to happen sooner or later and now is that time. Mom joined a team; a kickball team to be exact. Prompted by dad’s friend from high school Danielle, mom was able to sign on to be the newest member of the team “Smell ya later”. Sweet name eh? Dad accompanied her down… Continue reading Mom joins kickball, and kick you know what
We all knew the day was coming, we all ignored the inevitable but the march of time cannot be stopped. Not by mom, dad, baby or the unbelieveable denial of the fact that three months is three month. That means back to work mom. She “celebrated” by Bjorning me on a 10 block walk along… Continue reading Mom Goes Back to Work
So three months it is folks. Three months, can you believe it? Crazy man. So to commemorate the occassion, aunt Jenny mailed us this spiffy stomach-spinning-wonder that I just can’t quite figure out yet but it is so cool, I am all over it. Then Pugsly had to jump in on the action and say… Continue reading Lucky Number 3
In 1917 Americans were off to WWI. A few million of them got there via Hoboken. Believe it or not Hoboken was the primary point for sailors to ship out. General Pershing was once quoted as saying “by the winter on 1917 I will have all of you in heaven, hell, or Hoboken”. Dad thought… Continue reading Heaven, Hell or Hoboken
So in light of summer winding down grandma planned a big crab feast. Although I was asleep during most of the adult time we were thankfully able to get this shot with me and a rather big crab. I dig these things. Dad was kind enough to wash this guy off ahead of time so… Continue reading CRABS!
