

Whoa! That's a big darn train wheel.(c) 2007 Scott Everett
Your central location for information on Andrew, Matthew, and the occasional brilliant thought on my mind late at night.
I would have posted a picture of Andrew swinging, but I was busy pushing him. How long until he learns how to do it himself? Oh, he might need to get a real swing first.
My ball's right here ... are you going to throw it? It's right here on the ground ... you can pick it up now ... I'll get it if you throw it ... just throw it, pleeease ... I promise to bring it back ...
Sorry about the end of last week. AT&T must have been doing some maintenance and I had trouble getting online.
This is the snack I had waiting for me when I got home from work the other day. Any idea on what it is? It's a puppy dog salad! Pear half for the head, peach slices for the ears, strawberry for the nose, raisins for the eyes, and coconut for the fur. And handcrafted in my kitchen by Chef Andrew.
Coloring eggs for the Easter Bunny (Yes, he fell while chasing Mom around the backyard on Friday. He bonked his head on the concrete patio and scratched up his face just before Easter. I've been telling him that the next time he mangles his face, he needs to try to get the other side, so they will be even.)
No egg is complete without stickers
Look at all these great eggs! Guess how I found them? Lined up in a row, just as you see here. We really need to get this child tested for OCD.