also known as the bacharts on the other side of the mountains.
and you too, papa ike.
the two fellas in our life that call to tell us we have not been keeping up our memory keeper.
sadly, i have no stories to tell though. or maybe so many that they are all muddled up in my overloaded brain. the time is flying faster than margo can cover a clean pair of pants with freshly gooey slobber. if you have not experienced it, it is super fast.
but here are some pictures of the lickity split life we live. pictures and blurps. but no stories...busy busy busy, remember?
nadia and i had a girl's weekend. the boys went camping with the scouts, so we started painting her room, shopped a little and went out to eat- her choice - mongolian. she has come into her own in the school realm. just when i think she is going to be a mini-me, floating through school in her little dream world, she turns on her tony genes and starts rocking her academics.