You could make the argument that it’s ironic that I’m starting a tradition around the mission of fighting hunger when both of my kids don’t like to eat. And you’d be right.
We threw a party involving both Marlo AND a piñata and somehow no one got hurt.
Soon I’ll need to teach her the Pop’n Loc, the Roger Rabbit, the Robot, the Sprinkler and the Snake.
Hopefully I’m still around when she gets married so I can tell this story to the entire gathering.
I may sometimes frighten her friends, but something tells me I can remedy that.
The good news is that this time they didn’t end up in the backyard at 5AM yelling to see if any of the neighbors were awake.
Lola is too young to read my website, but maybe her sister will share this with her: BOOGERS!
I hope that when Gigi pulls up my website and sees this that she throws her fist in the air. Virtual high five, Gigi!
Here in the western frontier of the United States we are a peculiar people.
There is so much that I love about this photo and Marlo’s choice of clothing isn’t even near the top of that list.