
Hunt for crawfish.

Let us take pictures of you.

Skip Stones.
Take a Dip.
Meet the pregnant lady.

Take pictures of the sweetie.

Sculpt.

Work outside.

Hunt for frogs.


What's inside these things anyway.
What, no candy! But we're hungry.

And me...
Oops, got some paint on my finger...
Every real painter must have a dark mustache...
Mom... please paint with me...
Em is fascinated by the human body's insides. She loves videos about developing fetuses, and pictures of skeletons, organs, etc. Today at show and tell she took in a human body model her auntie Rita bought for her (thanks), which shocked the hell out of the little boys who talk about blood and guts and splatter everyday and have no idea what it all looks like.
On Father's Day, Obama talked about how we tend to over-celebrate small successes in life, like going all out for a child's 8th grade graduation. He said something to the effect of...why get so ecstatic that a child has completed 8th grade when you still have high school, college, and medical/law school graduations ahead of you; people are supposed to graduate from 8th grade, it's not that big a deal...".

