Auntie Vi

Sprinkled

Patient Fly Patient

Lolli Love

Phun with Phamily phrum Philly

We are missing our Philadelphia cousins Writer, Nicholas, and the darling Anais!

Bubble Day

Django Vortex

Egg Hunt

Tillie and Raphie all sugared up after enjoying the loot:

Half-Life

A half-life passes and half of the memories are gone. Not half of the inventory of memories, but half of each one. As with removing half the pixels in a digital photo, I still will recognize the face. It just gets fuzzier each time. But enough endure to both emit a warm glow and cause a new hurt.

Still remembering you Camile, 1975-2010.

Kiddie Rave

In case you don't know Tillie very well, she is in absolute heaven here--completely transfixed by all the big kids who know how to do all these dance moves. I love how she is concentrating so hard!

In this one, I love her little hurdle jump move and the fact that she finally picks up on how to do the "A" by the end of the YMCA song! (I guess a mother just can't help but gush about these silly little things...)

Mosquito Bites and Snow Cones

The 8-month-long Texas summer has begun.

Live Music

Tillie and Django enjoy Austin, aka the Live Music Capital of the World, aka A Place to Find Cool Sticks on the Ground:

The windshield wipers on the bus go...

I like to think that Django is playing this stick like a guitar:

Interpretive dance with bubbles:

In the middle of the set (during a song, mid-strum), Tillie took off her bracelet and necklace and asked the musician to hold them for her.

Paletas

We made popsicles the other day. Tillie was dismayed to discover that you have to wait for "paletas" to congeal and cannot enjoy them right away. She obsessively checked the freezer all day asking, "Are they ready yet?" I told her repeatedly that she had to wait until the next day. 6:55 am the next morning, the sun is not even up yet, and she bursts into our room shouting, "I want my paleta!"

She enjoyed a paleta that afternoon with her dear friend Micah.

Transcript: "You can't have my paleta! No me molestas Django!"

Robo Blankie

Another one complete for my army of snuggle-bots:

Who Is That Masked Man?

Django wears a knight mask and tilts at windmills.

Just Ducky

Soothing lullaby or expert sleeper hold--whichever the cause, it led to this duckling taking a wee nap in Tillie's arms.

New Tat

If Tillie were to go into the tattoo business, this is what Scott would get:

The Chicken Cycle

My little chicken fed Karin's little chickens who in turn fed my little chicken right back.