C is for Cookie, that's good enough for me.

It's surprising how much unexpected cookies can brighten your day. Especially if they are good unexpected cookies. And especially if they come on a square paper plate. Very cool. Michael was impressed. There was an entire conversation about it. Thanks b&l!

Life With Damien

Damien stood there, in this exact pose, waiting for me to take his picture while I, on the other hand, was waiting for him to act more normal. He's more stubborn than I am.

This was the normal pose. Climbing the fence. Very boy.

After that was a session of rock collecting (another very boy thing to do) that I tried to capture through the chain-link fence. He had a stash in each pocket and one on the sidewalk. Right in the middle.

Sorry neighbors, but it was fun and I didn't want move it. If you sprain your ankle and want to sue just know that I'm married to a lawyer and he charges me in cookies.

This is his "Ummmm what rocks?" face. Which is usually followed by the "I don't know what happened to your markers or how that rock turned red." face. Which is almost as good as "The leprechaun turned our milk green!!" face.