My two favorite people:


Photos by Doselle Young, via that handy-dandy iPhone thingie.
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Adorable!
How wonderful :P
Very sweet.
Bliss, on camera.
@htom:
Actually, that first one is called a “glomp.”
Illustration here.
Moms are known to do it without warning. I don’t know why.
Love that first one – it captures that moment of “MooooOOOOOooom! Cut it out, we’re in public!” pretty perfectly.
Love the pix! Hehe is that what they did, just kind of hung out all day whilst you were out being on panels and such?
Well, there was a pool.
What a beautiful, loving family. You are blessed!
Trey
All the pictures in the posts are showing up as broken links…
They’re fine, Mark C. You might be on a network that doesn’t let you access Flickr, which is where I have the pictures housed.
I’m not on a network of any kind, other than through the cable company… and I can’t see the pictures either, John.
Can’t explain it, then. They’re showing up fine on this end. It might be that you have your browser set not to show data that’s embedded/hosted on a site other than the one you’re looking at.
Let me fiddle with Firefox then…
It’s odd though because all the pictures from your blog showed up yesterday and before that, but today…they’re gone. =)
And now they’re back, with no fiddling done at all.
I chalk it up the inherent magical doings of Whatever.
You should never go into a casino or other gambling establishment because you have clearly used your lifetime allotment of good fortune in your personal relationships.
But you knew that, dintya?
Pretty much. Not much of a gambler in any event. Las Vegas is entirely lost on me.
To vaguely remember and paraphrase a blessing from Barry Hughart’s Bridge of Birds:
May your daughters be few and beautiful, and your sons strong and ugly.
You and your lovely bride are batting a thousand so far!