Photo time - February

Tough guy, Feb. 27

Red hair, Feb. 27

Freak! Feb. 16

With Grandma and Grandpa in front of San Francisco City Hall, Feb. 17

2011: The Year in Pictures

Gorilla's in the House

Buster tries on his new Halloween costume.
"I'm King Kong's enemy. I love New York. He hates New York."



10/25/11

Baseball

Back in the present. The season is winding down for the South City Pony League A's. Dad is the coach, and it's coach pitch. Here's Dad pitching to Buster:

Note the follow-through. Uncanny resemblance to this guy, don't you think?

But we were talking about Buster.

Crack!

Safe at first.

Rounding third, he was headed for home, it was a brown-eyed handsome man. Full disclosure: These photos are presented in chronological sequence, but I don't know if they're from the same at-bat. Here's a later at-bat:

He hit it pretty hard. An atom ball and, unseen, a nice play by the first baseman.

There's still one catcher named Buster in the S.F.
5/21/11

Latin American Heritage Night

Buster and Strummer.

Daisy doing the Mexican Hat Dance with Henry.

In motion. That's Maestra Monica, her teacher, in back.

Buster not at all reluctantly posing with his first grade teacher, Maestra Rocio, who is in a traditional costume from her native country, Peru.
10/15/10

Daisy graduates kindergarten

We weren't sure she'd make it.


Opening procession.

Press row.

A song. Or something.

Rhythm sticks. Definitely a song.

Break it down!

And march.

"Somos Como las Flores" in patented SkinnyVision.

Checking out the other class.

The procession out.

Back in the classroom, presenting a present to Mom. As Mr. Campos said, "They started out being bowls. Now, they're open to interpretation."

Two years ago at Buster's graduation, a lot of the kids had been all dressed up. So Daisy has been looking forward all year to her graduation when she'd get to dress up. Only the school announced the week before that students would have to wear their uniform. Daisy was disappointed she didn't get to wear the new dress we'd bought for the occasion, but we went out to dinner and she got to wear it then. Here it is:

5/20/11

At the old ballgame

Let's get back to our story, shall we? It's September, and hey look, the Giants are trying to make the playoffs. I wonder how this will turn out. Well, we're going to a game.

It's Buster Posey orange T-shirt jersey night, but we didn't get any.

But we do have signs that we've made.

Each according to our own particular idiom.

Daisy let Dad wear her hat for a while.

Seventh-inning stretch.

Brewers 3, Giants 0.
9/17/10

St. Louis, Part 3

The kids got themselves a gig at the Bar Mitzvah.

The familia. Late in the day, ties loosened a bit.

Talia busts a move.

The "reception" was at a game center called Demolition Ball. Daisy plays air hockey. You can't see it here but she's rocking quite the outfit:


Johnny

Buster

This just never happens, but it seems that Daisy is perched on someone's lap! It's Aunt Caryl, with Amy next to them, at the Cardinals game.

Daisy rides the airport shuttle with part of her entourage.

5/7/11-5/9/11

St. Louis, Part 2

The big swing in Edwardsville:


5/6/11

Catching flies

Dad throws the ball up, then finds Buster and hits record. He's successful about as often as Buster is at catching the flies, so the exclamation at the end is over the rare dual success.
8/29/10

She really will break it

4/24/10

Drive, he said

3/27/10

Christmas morning

Waiting for Mom to wake up, watching the yule log on TV.

Now we're getting somewhere. Into the stockings.

A belt.

Hello, Hello Kitty.

Yes! Judy Blume Fudge book.

Something new since last year: Buster can read the labels himself.

Getting crowded.


Resorting to weaponry.

Drums!

Daisy talks on her new phone about her new robot dog.
12/25/09

Walkie talkies

Trial run.

12/25/09

Buster likes his first present

Each kid gets to open one present on Christmas Eve. Buster thought his was OK.

12/24/09

Daisy, man

12/26/08

Smoke Along the Track/Christmas medley

Buster and Daisy share the kitchen -- er, stage, for a joint concert. The intro is as directed by Buster, who you might hear stage-whispering from the next room, in case Dad doesn't get it right.