Memorial Day at sunset

Let's hope Asher isn't always going to be this grumpy.

Every now and then, Talmage looks up at me.

This picture might be cuter if it weren't my lawn he was trying to dig up.

Talmage's seat

This means either: 1) It's too noisy or 2) I don't want to hear what you are saying

Talmage at the Conference Center

This is how I feed my son when Laura is a way.  I do add a bun to these lovely patties, but nothing else.  Yes, I am still nine years old.

This was a very challenging picture to take.  The hand you cannot see is holding the camera

Banana bread . . . Mmmm!

You must admit:  My boy has style!

That's just darn cute!

I know it may look cute, but Talmage is really just trying to be obnoxious.

More Asher.

Asher and I spent nearly an hour smiling at each other one evening this week.  It's the first I've seen him seem to like me.

My students gifted me a mirror encased with a tile border.  Each tile was made by a different student in my class.  On the back, a map of each student's tile and name is listed.  I love being a teacher!

I suppose the breakfast I made my wife for Mother's Day might have been nicer had I not needed to call her out of bed four times to help me.  

He strikes a pose well, doesn't he?

Stockton - a dash of color.

 . . . and more Talmage.

I've just decided the Salt Lake City Library is the coolest building in the city.  Well, OK.  The temple is pretty cool, too.

I hope Asher someday forgives me for the excessive number of Talmage pictures I've included during this stage of our lives.  But, when Laura and I split up the parenting chores between ourselves, it's usually easier for me to take Talmage right now.  Thus, I have far more pictures of him than of Asher.  I'm sorry, Asher.

Davis.  The sweetest kid I've ever known.

Can you tell what kind of face Talmage is making?

The most beautiful woman on the planet!

The legs of a tinfoil dog made by Laura and Talmage.  By far, one of their creepiest craft projects.