Happy Father's Day Dad.

Happy Father's Day. 

I love you Dad.

Me and Dad.  
With Nick and Jimmy

Cutest Nick.

Oliver

Assessing the morning's damage

Then remembering what he was looking for

Abby earnestly preparing meals.

I Lied... Big Time...

I said I wouldn't photograph them but I couldn't help it...

photos. fotos. phodos.

Lazy summer afternoon.

Oliver watching tv while sitting inside the laundry basket.

I just told my brother that he was lucky I am around so much so I could document his kids... he says to me, "whatever, I could do that myself, all I need to do is point and click then brighten them in photoshop."

I am now boycotting taking photos of the kids until he can prove to me he can take photos as good as mine or apologizes to me for making such a lame comment...

Therefore these are the last of the Oliver/Abby images we will be seeing for a while.

WAR PAINT

Thank goodness for washable markers!

I couldn't help but laugh when I saw this. 

Such pretty, pretty nail polish Abby

I loved this, I was eating a sandwich in the kitchen and I looked over and the three of them had their eyes glued to the tv.  Grandma Susan is the best. 

Pony Express and the figure 8

Wednesday morning mom and I went on a little adventure.  

We drove to LA but decided to take the scenic route since we have both driven the I-15 more times than one could count.  We drove the Pony Express.  At first it was amazing, we kept running into beautiful wildlife, crossing gorgeous desert landscapes and stopping at historic landmarks.  But soon enough roads would offer forks with no markings and we would be left to guess the proper way to continue on.  Needless to say it took us 8 hours to travel land that should have only taken about 4.  Luckily I napped while mom drove and mom enjoyed every second of the zigzag, loopty loop, figure 8 shaped road.  

Crazy eye pony
This one was my favorite, I wanted to take him home with me

If you look close at this one you can see one of the horses biting the butt of another horse 

We spent the night in some tiny, town in NV, we had many choices of fine places to stay.  It was pretty difficult to pass this one up... Especially when they need to advertise a clean mini breakfast.

Death Valley CA.  Inside Scotty's Castle.

The only place to eat for miles.  Pickle in a bag, Doritos and a Diet Coke for me.