Sunday Morning Cartoons

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Muffins, fruit, coffee, and Winnie. Life is good.

Window Framed

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Typical Mechanic

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Visiting the family in New Braunfels this weekend, the little guys had some car trouble with their race car. It seems Jaxson is playing the lead mechanic in this scenario. I have a feeling the conversation went something like this:


Cody: Well sir, the darn thing won't go forward anymore. I push the little red button like the grown-ups say, and it just sits here and spins the tires.

Jaxson: Mmmmm. Okay.

Cody: What do you suggest I do?

Jaxson: Initially looking at it. It seems you have a vertical barrier issue.

Cody: I don't speak mechanic, could you please say it in my terms.

Jaxson: You have a wall in front of you. Turn around and go the other way. I have a feeling that will work.

Cody: Okay, how much do I owe your for your time?

Jaxson: Six animal crackers, a sippy-cup of apple juice, and a box of raisins. And a good sweeping of the porch please.

Cody: Man, labor gets me every time.

Do I Look Smarter?

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Testing Boo's reading glasses.

Benito's Is Good

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Despite the chest rattling coughs from our little man, as he battles a cold, Friday we stopped in Benito's for dinner. Our original plan was to walk through the streets of the 'near southside' of Fort Worth and enjoy the annual Art Goggle; however, it was chilly with a nice breeze and the art scene was less than expected - so we did dinner and enjoyed some beers and rested before our busy weekend kicked-off.

Can't you just hear the fajitas sizzling...


At least the guy got a free balloon animal out of the evening.

On Magnolia Ave. - one of the cooler street scenes in FW.

Catching some live towns on the street.

Head Rush

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When Tootsie Rolls Attack

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Simple things make kids happy. Case in point:
We bought these massive 'body' pillows a few years back at Target on the clearance section. We brought them home, threw them in the guest room, and once in a blue moon we would pull them out. Not to sleep with, but to give more room for the piles of laundry we needed to fold.

Fast forward to today. The kiddo finds them. And the on slot begins. Pile-drivers, jumps from the top rope, 'the claw' - just an all out WWF Wrestlemania.


Back Forty

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Amazing what you find when you look over your back fence. Three donkeys is not something you would typically see in the middle of a large metropolitan area - but this is Texas.


Jaxson wasn't sure what to think of them at first. But his cries to see them again tells me we have a true cowboy at heart.

Sweet Juniper's Thoughts

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A parent must do everything in his power to protect a creature that must do everything in its own power to grow independent of him. You can't be The Man and still flip off The Man.

-Dutch, Sweet Juniper

To all the parents that read this blog; yes, even you. Click on the link above, read the latest entry, "Death To The Thing That You Become." It is lengthy, worth every syllable.

To all the non-parent readers. Read it too.

'Great' Shot

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A great-grandpa watches over his great-grandson.

Playtime With Papi

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Something About Boy's Hats

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Naked Bongos

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Ready For College

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Seeing Jax in his Easter get-up brought on frightening thoughts of him headed of to some big college campus in the northeast. From the looks of the colors, it is either North Carolina or Duke.


This might be the look he has when he is trying to explain how exactly our new car ended up spray painted, turned over, then set on fire in the streets after his team won the national championship.

Furry Visitor?

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Somebody left some evidence behind on Easter morning.


I'll Take Mine Scrambled Please

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Talking With Boo, Texas Style

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Sneaky Hands

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Kite Flying In The Big Texas Sky

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Living in 'the country' does have some great advantages. The one that climbed to the top today was the lack of trees.

Yes, trees are good if you want to build a tree house, rake leaves, get sap for your pancakes, or have some of that pesky stuff we call shade. But, if you want to fly a kite on Easter-Eve with your family while using the wind to your advantage versus cursing at the wind, no trees are good trees.


Moment Of Impact

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Split-second before the egg came crashing down on my skull.