This picture is why I love being a dad.

Once again, proof that actual toys are a waste of money. Just buy a cardboard box.

In April, the Junior League of NWA held a fund-raiser that for a 3 year old was the best event EVER. It was called Touch-A-Truck. They filled the convention center parking lot with semi-trucks and bulldozers and police cars, and helicopters and all sorts of industrial-type vehicles. They were all cleaned up and the kids could sit in each one and "work" the controls, honk the horns and all that fun kid stuff. Fabulous. Here we have Christopher making the helicopter pilot increasingly nervous.

Here is Christopher and his Poppie meeting former Razorback coach and Athletic Director Frank Broyles.

Mini-me and Mini-her

This is pretty good display of one with dark hair and brown eyes; the other with light hair and blue eyes.

It's the truest test of a quality eating establishment. Go into the kitchen and if the chef doesn't have brownie batter all over his face, just turn around and leave

Happy times.

Christopher and Mommy

Either I need to get him his own camera or keep this one locked up a little better. Probably both.

Art photo taken by Christopher.

Obviously this was a few months ago.

We haven't quite mastered the art of catching snow flakes on our tongue.

Toddler Rocker

Catching up a little.

He's baaaaaaaaaaaaack.

After an extended leave of absence we happily renew our regularly scheduled posting (and if you've ever been posted, you know just how painful it can be.)