On Bracelynn, On Brogen

If only she had written this before Marlo was born. So many of these fit her personality. In particular: Bonk.

Goodbye to four forever

If only I had given birth to a kid who had more chutzpah.

4 years, 364 days

Even five years later when I look at these photos I think, whoa. I gave birth to my father.

I have words

From Salt Lake to Dallas, Dallas to Hong Kong, Hong Kong to Southeast Asia, Southeast Asia to your screen.

Radio killed the wonderful music app star

My car stereo is mine no more. Until one of them starts to like modern country music and then I lie and say that music has been outlawed.

Late spring light

Perfect light and setting interrupted only by the name of a dog being belted out by Her Majesty.

My sad, dimpled water dog

Would you look at that face. Not even you could deny her every wish.

My mischievous, dimpled water dog

From now on we are taking a towel wherever we go.

Ready for summer

Our shared sun protection for the season.

Marvelous Maeve

The dingo would get halfway done with this kid and be all, dude, I’m full.