Cheating on Bob Evans.

Conversations at 13 months.

Woman, fortyish, at Giant, behind us in line: Hi little girl!
Sophie: Hi!
Woman: Wow, aren't you friendly?
Sophie: Hi!
Woman: Are you helping your mommy grocery shop?
Sophie: Hi!
Woman: Hi! Aren't you the cutest?
Sophie: Hi!
Woman: Are you being a good girl today?
Sophie: No!

I has a sad.

Sometimes you just have to play in the park.

Orange Freeze

How I know for sure this is my kid.

She wore this headband for, like, three seconds.

Happy 4th of July!

Hickory Point mall.

My best friend's wedding

Going on a jet plane

At Dulles Airport.

I'll tell you a tale of the bottomless blue

Look out, lad, a mermaid be waiting for you, in the fathoms below.

More from the park.

Daddy's little girl.

Any man can be a father.

But it takes a lot to be a Daddy.

Happy Father's Day.

JAIL.

Just like popcorn.

Get down to Swingtown.

Water table.

Houston, we have a walker.

Sometime in the last week, Sophie has stopped taking two or three wobbly steps before plopping on her butt, and started walking across the room. Gone are the days when she would stay in one place.

All that debauchery and more.

It takes a really really long time to upload 100 pictures to blogger, and besides, that post would probably be the size of the entire earth or something. So pics from Sophie's birthday party have been put into my photostream at Flikr, and can be accessed here ->

http://www.flickr.com/photos/23691855@N02/

What's that? My username?

What? I like starfish and brittle stars and sea cucumbers.

In Latin.

Shut up. Or my kid's gonna cover you in icing. So there.

Random pictures I took with my phone.

Happy.

And then there was cake.