Brynna's eye

Since I seem to be finding precious little to blog about these days, I've decided to start a new theme based series of posts called "Brynna's Eye". Brynna, like most four year old's have a very unique vision of the world which comes out in her art (both in photo and drawn form) as well as humorous conversations.

To break you in slowly (and so that I have to provide as little actual thought as possible) I'm giving you a selection of some of B's recent personal photo collection.

enjoy

letsee, I call this play clothes in repose.

baby girl and scarf

fancy slipper

hamper

mischievous sock

auto insurance

baby and big fat toes

experimentation

we have a roof

Well, almost. We began putting the metal roof on this weekend. We didn't quite get it finished but it was a huge step psychologically.

This is about as close as my mother got to working all day.

Dad and Marcy were the production crew. Darren and I stood on the roof and made snide remarks. Teamwork makes the process fun.

someone's into books

books, books, books. These days, B is all about books. We've always read a couple of books to her before bed every night so it's no surprise that she enjoys stories but the way that she's recently taken to doing work books is pretty astounding. In fact, last Friday on a B and Me day, we sprinted down to Freeport to Plan and Learn to pick up a few new books from their freakin awesome collection. Literally 1000's of books in that joint. We'll go back sometime when I have a sleeping bag and a couple days worth of necessities. Anyway, we got a few books and B was so excited that I turned the interior light on for her and she worked in the book the whole way home. Thankfully, she balances out Marcy's nerdiness with some of my artyness (you should see the killer three legged cat she drew for me) and spends most night before dinner sketching in a picaso-esque style.

Touch my prime rib. I DARE YOU!

brussel sprout club

heyaa!!!

Rest In Peace Buddy

Friday afternoon, after fighting cancer for over a year, Chance finally lost his battle. The day was inevitable, and in reality he held on for a lot longer than anyone expected. I had hoped to write more but I'm having a hard time finding the words (it's 4am two nights later and I still can't sleep) so insteat I've pulled a bunch of my favorite photos of Chance together to share again.

We'll miss you buddy. Love you.