Sunday Evening Post

My wife came  through for me once again.  I forgot to take pics so I borrowed from her iphone.  

Thank you, Jill.

I could never say it enough.

Sheesh.  Everyone is a critic.

Speedboat made of sand.  I don't think that is what Noah had in mind, son.

Rice pudding guy, why must you tempt me so?

My first great idea was a pudding delivery business.  I would have called it 

"Pudding to the People."

Asleep on the porch swing.  Nothing better.  

Kids and kiddie pools.  It's a winning combo.

Pick a winner.

We had a great week with my sister-in-law's family.

It will be tough going back to the real world.

Our final meal together was at Dogfish Head Brewery.

I took a page out of Terry's book and made pancakes for Sunday's breakfast.  I burned a few.  A learning curve was involved.

At times we drive each other crazy, but for most of time we are the happy family unit.

See you next week.