I heard this song on Spotify radio and I had to create a video montage around it. FYI the words are:
Alabama, Arkansas
I do love my maw and paw.
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I’m with you
I heard this song on Spotify radio and I had to create a video montage around it. FYI the words are:
Alabama, Arkansas
I do love my maw and paw.
Ahh, Home
Let me come Home
Home is wherever I’m with you
Skylar did some tumbling at a birthday party. We learned some basic physics: vinyl + humidity + friction + clothing + hair = static electricity head!
We get stickers for sharing. Even if we took something away from Parker, made him scream, and then gave it back to him.
Having fun at Grandpa’s house:
I’ve heard the story at least a million times of how Gillette used to pull me around in a laundry basket and put books in it so I could “read” while I was traveling.
Skylar loves trains and somehow that morphed into going on a train ride around the house in the laundry basket. Parker kept trying to climb in so he got to be Skylar’s (the conductor) first passenger.
Cross toned to reflect the 1970’s when I first invented it:
Susan calls it his excited face, but I think it’s his primordial angry face. When threatened by a predator, this is the face human babies would exhibit to fend them off. Predators would either scamper off in fear or laugh so hard that it gained the baby enough time for someone else to come save him.
More xmas pics of the kids. In a lot of ways Parker is like Santa – minus the beard he has the pot belly, he’s jolly, and of course they have matching red suits.