Helmet Head

I'm not a Super Bowl watcher, not even for the commercials, but I am enjoying being in a nice, warm house with family as they watch it. I had Mike buy me a beer just because. I mean it is Super Bowl Sunday. Whether I actually end up drinking the beer tonight remains to be seen. Poor Mike. He wasn't carded at the grocery store. Oh, well. Old man looks good on him.

Speechless

If you've ever met Jack, you know he's pretty verbose. The boy is hardly ever at a loss for words. During the ride to church tonight, Jack was talking about "all of us" having fun, then he started some long sentence. I was half-listening. After all, I was driving. Suddenly, Jack stopped and said, "I don't even know what I was talking about." Cracked me up. Of course, after he heard me laugh, he had to repeat it several times. A natural comedian?

Chillin' Out

Piggy continues to enjoy the high life at Grandma's and Grandpa's. As long as they don't plan a meal centering on pork chops, I think he'll continue to have the time of his life.

Hello, Piggy?

Someone has been missing his best friend piggy this week. Jack has been a pretty strong boy, but sometimes even the toughest guys break down and call their Grandma to check on their best friend.

Piggy has been living the high life at the G&G (Grandpa and Grandma) estate.

E-mail updates from Grandma have helped.

Jack,

I just want you to know that Piglet is sleeping comfortably in a nice warm bed. I am taking good care of him.

Grandma

Another e-mail let us know that Piglet is enjoying watching cartoons.

Wonder what he's been watching?

Ouch!

Evidence of Mike's black eye.

Angry Birds

Heard about this crazy computer game - Angry Birds? Mike and Jack loves this silly game. Basically, a bunch of kamikaze birds fling themselves on structures to kill pigs. Sounds thrilling, right?

Jack loves playing with Mike. Kirby, the puppy, is sometimes a source of good luck.

Uncle Bob's Retirement Party

I'm trying to play catch-up with my posts. These pictures are from my Uncle Bob's retirement party. After 40 years with the postal service, he decided to retire.

Jack made some new friends at the get-together. They played bus.

Then Jack decided to run, run, run. Every time he came around to me, he'd pause, raise his arms and start again.

Congratulations Uncle Bob!