Sunday, December 11, 2005

Teething

(12/9)

Turned


over (12/5)

Jet-Puff


girl (12/3)

Psst! Yo. Hey, bro!

Little help over here? (12/3)

First


snow (12/1)

Really?


He can whisper whisper very soft, very high? What else can Mr. Brown do? (11/27)

A.J. & Buster


Through the back door, with Sir Patrick's sweat shirt in the background and Dad's silver sequined shirt reflected. This is, without rival, the photographer's favorite picture he's ever taken. (11/26)

She's tickling me!



Moi? (11/26)

Grandma and Grandpa


are tired, you know. What on earth might have laid them low? What force of nature could wipe them out so?

Oh. (11/25)

Red

(11/25)

Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Buster watches Daddy shave

Do I look funny with this white stuff on my face?
Yeah.
It's called shaving cream.
Uh-huh.
I used to watch my dad shave too when I was a little boy. Can you imagine me as a little boy?
Yeah.
You can? What do you think I looked like?
Mustache.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Saturday, November 19, 2005

Out

(11/12)

13 weeks


She's a hit. (11/12)

Identity


I saw two Jetta cars!
Yes, you sure did.
Hey, I was talking to Daisy.
I know. I was just kinda backing you up.
Well don't back me up because I'm not a car.

My baby


is hungry too. (11/10)

Daisy


The daisy (11./6)

Dance party

(11/5)

So big


So strong

So tired (11/5)

Jailbreak!

(11/5)

Rehearsal


of the Half-Naked Drill Team. (11/5)

Candy


The aftermath. (11/2)

Just sitting here


Why do you ask? (11/2)

The Dark Knight

lives.


(10/31)

This was Halloween. There was trick-or-treating shortly after, but it was raining out, so no photos. Buster took a tumble down a set of two or three concrete steps, scraping his knuckles but impressively not dropping a single piece of candy. After a minute or two of crying he was OK and ready to move on. As we started toward the next house, he said, "Daddy, I had an accident." I said, "I know, son, you fell down those -- oh." Kind of a rough trip around the neighborhood, but well worth it. The candy's still holding out.

Bookends

You know how your best friends are. You get together, you kick it. It doesn't change all that much, but somehow it never gets old. Daisy and her friend Cameron Hickert seem to have hit on an activity they both enjoy.
Mid-August
Oct. 30

Sunday, November 13, 2005

Making muffins

(10/30)

Halloween


Pebbles and Bam-Bam, all grown up. And their punk(in) kid too.

Also, their cow.

Also, A.J., their basketball playing neighbor dog. (10/30)

Oh, right. Like you don't have a basketball playing neighbor dog.

Working

(10/29)

Who ARE these people?


Apron? (10/28)

Full beard? (11/8)

NOTES
1. I was going for an intellectual look. Professorial. Tweedy. I ended up with Romanian black-market street hustler. You like Britney Spears? I got CD, DVD. Michael Jackson too! You need a watch, buddy?
2. It's gone now.

Camouflage Daisy

If you look hard you can see her. (10/28)

First


First time completely dressed with no help. (10/28)