Friday, April 30, 2010


Although I decided to stop blogging birthdays, this is the first blogging year Son1 has been home for his.  Enter MomCam...

♫ Pickin' his teeth with a carpet tack ♪

Oops.  Wrong song.

The aftermath of gnawing smoked ribs for dinner.

A paddle around the pond in the YachtNot

When the beau docked and disembarked, he steadied himself, set his foot upon the craft,
and gallantly(not) shoved his lady friend adrift.  Twice.

Campfire.  Recordings from McKrunk's Elevation Jazz Orchestra, one of Son3's Irish ditty discs (who in his right mind sings about his corduroy britches?), the polar bear (slobber bomber extraordinaire), and the ridiculous puppy (ears flapping and 4" legs a blur on-the-run) provided the evening's entertainment.

Despite those mischievous YachtNot launchings,
the lovely lady produced a lovely birthday cake for the pesky prince.

♫♪ Happy birthday to you
To Jesus be true
God bless you and keep you
Happy birthday to you ♫


The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul: the testimony of the Lord is sure, making wise the simple.  The statutes of the Lord are right, rejoicing the heart: the commandment of the Lord is pure, enlightening the eyes.  The fear of the Lord is clean, enduring for ever: the judgments of the Lord are true and righteous altogether.  More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much fine gold: sweeter also than honey and the honeycomb.  Moreover by them is thy servant warned: and in keeping of them there is great reward.  Psalms 19:7-11

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