He's Home!

Mark at the "Eagles Nest"

Mark is home from his work trip to Leipzig and side, pleasure, trip to Berchtesgaden and Salzburg. He had many hair raising adventures that I’m sure he’d like to tell you about. So, feel free to email him or call him.

He won’t be responding right away, though. He’s buried under a mountain of small boys who are so happy to have him home that they’ve given up eating, sleeping, and watching TV.

Look.. over there!

Hi. What YOU doing?

The boys and I have been staying busy ( that being a relative term) in order to not miss Mark too much. He's been in Germany since the 17th and won't be back until Wednesday. To quote Ethan: "That is.. that is this many.. that is.. TOO MANY days!"

The Eating, or, Lack Thereof

Look, kid, I GET IT. You hate food. You were emotionally, permanently, scarred by the first year of your life where I forced a food you are horribly allergic to down your throat making you vilely ill for hours each day. I get that. I’m swimming in the guilt. See? Pruny fingers!

But kid, so help me God, if you throw that sippy cup against the freshly painted walls ONE MORE TIME…..

If you feed that perfectly edible bit of potato to the dog ONE MORE TIME……….

Oh who am I kidding? Here Ian, have another damn chicken nugget.