Thursday, July 31, 2008
July 25
Here's Sammy in the boat for the first time. Notice Daddy's skin color? Yep....Sammy and Daddy have the same skin. Watch out Sammy!
And here's Uncle Dave...oops!
And here's Daddy, trying to copy Uncle Dave.
July 23
July 22
See what we mean? Camp Cluster.
Nothing gets done easy or efficient with us. If there is a hard way to get things done, we do it. With a smile and a headache.
According to our Bike Master, this would be an easy ride with the little tow package. The only bike path we could find for Sammy that was paved. Everything else was dirt. And it usually went UP. And you all know how I feel about UP. This is over by Jackson Hole. Jackson Hole is probably what you're all familiar with. This is 11 miles from Jackson. Jackson Hole is the ski/golf resort. When we say we're going to Jackson you probably say Jackson Hole in your head but they are really two different areas. Jackson is the town. JH is an enclave. A very pricey enclave. You also might know it by it's local term, "Undisclosed Location".
July 21
July 20
Aren't we a happy group? Official name?
Camp Cluster
One of my older brothers calls his place Camp Runamuc with all of his kids and grandkids. I thought that it was funny and planned on calling our place the Reno headquarters of Camp Runamuc. However after a few days with this group? Camp Cluster was born. You'll see why in a later photo. Here at Camp Cluster we have no phone reception except a 6 inch by 6 inch square on the dining table inside the coach. Maybe. If you hold your breath and touch the refrigerator. Maybe. So we don't have much interaction with the outside world. Here Sammy is hiding inside because the males of the family were deciding which would be the best way to set the grill up outside and start burning meat for dinner. While drinking martinis. I should really say that we ended up having mac and cheese for dinner but that wouldn't be fair to them. Their dinner was good!
July 19
July 18
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
July 17
Monday, July 21, 2008
All Hail WiFi!
slept
ate
slept some more
hiked
biked
slept
ate
you get the picture.
The daily photos will start next.
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
So Long, Farewell, auf Wiedersen, Adieu
P.S. If you think that this photo doesn't have a picture of Sammy in it....think again. ;-}
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Toothless
Monday, July 14, 2008
Autographs
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Anonymous
Friday, July 11, 2008
Eyelashes
I wish I could make this photo larger because you would be able to see how much darker her eyelashes are getting. Mommy started telling me that Sammy's lashes were darkening but without my glasses on I had to take her word for it. Until today. They are darker. And longer. Mommy has very dark, thick long eyelashes. Most women are not so blessed. Oh? And I'm not bitter; no siree, not me. Hmph. Sammy will have Daddy's eye color and Mommy's eye lashes. Gerber baby, watch out!
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Little Red Riding Hood
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
Wedding #2
Auntie Sheena
Tuesday, July 8, 2008
Raspberries
12 pounds, 11 ounces.
Monday, July 7, 2008
Four Generations, Part B
Sunday, July 6, 2008
Uncle Dave
Saturday, July 5, 2008
Four Generations, Part A
Friday, July 4, 2008
Thursday, July 3, 2008
Uncle Kyle
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
Auntie Kenna
Mine.
MINE!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Air Potty or Gentlease, my ass
And while she can freshen the room with her 'odeur', she can clear the room with a dirty diaper. For example: Daddy loves to hunt and fish. With that train of thought, after Daddy bags the big game or lands the fish, he then cleans it. He has no problem doing that and has been doing that for a good 10 or more years. Cleaning out anything would make me hurl. But a dirty diaper? Daddy gags. He says he could gut a deer or pick up doggie poo without any problems, but Sammy's dirty diaps? He gets a little whoosy. If you haven't seen this video, check it out. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WTij4txO8Uk