On the occasion of her eleventh birthday.
Sure, the last interception was brilliant last night, but everyone knows what the best part about that game was.
Some of you may remember the video I’ve embedded in this post and you’re either going to love me or hate me for it.
A mini-McKenzie for all the Boones who dare read this website.
There’s got to be a support group for parents whose children are addicted to this game.
He’s now back to his brooding and contemplative self, but for a few days he had lilt in his step.
It’s fine. I baby proofed that table with some turpentine.
Since I’m going through old folders of photos, why not one of the Former Congressman.
My little baby Bobo, innocent and perfect in every possible way.
On behalf of all her classmates who probably whittled down seven pencils each trying to figure out that math problem.