lunch with the jaj

The Jaj took off to the warmth and quiet of FL with The Nana last week.

for 12 days.

we're happy for him, sure.

but we're also looking forward to him getting back here.

you know,

to do things like this:

thursday with The Jaj

starting with a bubble juice run.

dzaidzi the Spinosaurus. roar.

eating a tomato...

from dzaidzi's garden...

that was intended for nana... oops.

playing the uke with 'mags' (and one sock)

PRO TOUR--8 MONTHS

we found ourselves lacking mid-day entertainment;
we went bowling.

(mandy, did i use that semicolon right??)

no afternoon is complete without a temper tantrum.

its become apparent
that one of our charming two year old's goals
is to keep us in check/on our toes.
at all times.
even at buckeye lanes.

because heaven forbid
we should do anything too fun for too long.

**for the record, the Jaj has still got it. he smoked mark and shua. i was close :) however, i should probably share that i am currently wearing a wrist guard, an ice pack and taking ibuprofen every 6 hours. well played, dad. well played.

a barnes & noble morning

with Nana and Dzaidzi

for the Jaj

my dad retired last week.
we threw a big family dinner
(is there another kind with us?)
to celebrate his new found freedom.

shu and his cousins that were present
sang a little song for the Jaj.

then, a complete surprise:
lessie and steven worked hard
learning the words to a song
that reminds us all of my dad.
Elvira.
you know,
by the oakridge boys.

do enjoy.

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