I fall back onto our futon and flip on the game. John skips into the den. He is worn out from playing with two of his friends all day. I’m exhausted, having ridden 30 miles. It feels good to just rest together.
“Dad,” he asks, “will you scratch my back?” Lately, this is John’s wish. John has a permanent itch.
“Rosie,” I say, “I need another cuddler over here! Will you sit Continue reading
A little while back, we had a birthday party for Rosie. We had it over at the Broad Street Cafe. It was a lot of fun. Singing with Catherine, ice cream (instead of cake) and lots of fun eye glasses. There are photos from the party on flickr.com. You can see them by linking through on the flickr section on the right hand column of the page. I believe that if you sign up for Flickr, that you can have prints made of the pictures.Please email me if you want to get access to the pictures for printing, if you don’t already have the permissions set to get them.
Samson Doggie
Samson Doggie 