That Crazy Dad

Hey Pops, I hear we'll be moving soon!
How are me and Tigger going to get there?

Ummmm, as long as you poke a few air holes,
I guess it's all right . . .

My Vocation

Well, y'all, it's never too early to start discerning a vocation.
I'm thinking about starting my own religious order:
The Chubby Sisters of St. John the Baptist.
Because, you know, I'm into water . . .
And yes, I have fat rolls on my wrists, all right! Gosh!!!

Don't Believe This Folks!

There is an active smear campaign against my pops! Don't believe this cornucopia of un-truths!
What happens in Ann Arbor stays in Ann Arbor!

Hanging With Aunt Katie!!!

Here I am, hanging with my aunt -
a.k.a. making her my willing slave and minion!!!
(She is helping me surf the internet here- I am looking for hair products to tame my wild mane.)
Seriously, I've got these big people wrapped around my chubby finger -
update my blog, my little slave!!!
Pick up my toys when I throw them on the floor over and over and over!!!
Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!

Admit it...

I am the Gerber baby.

Heh.

Law School Graduate

Here is my dad...zooming away with his little piece of paper.

Graduation sure can wear a girl out!

Image from the May Crowning

Ah, the story of my life - everyone basking in my glow -
OK, Father Orsi, you can hold my hand . . .