"You Don't Move Me No More" copyright 2008
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Monday, June 23, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Dad, and the whole rest of the family, got a great Father's Day present this weekend; a visit from his oldest son, Bill. Can you tell which one is Bill? I'll give you a hint.... he looks just like his Dad.
It was a bit of a rough start, as his truck broke down on the way, but Peru picked him up and made it home by the time I got home from work. It only took an hour or two to unpack all the neat stuff he brought us. Wow. Peru's been grinning for a week since rumors of his impending arrival wandered through the ethernet. He's just a little bit proud of his son. Just a little.
So this pic is called "My Three Sons." Pretty awesome, no? Each and every one a gem, too. Man what good genes we both must have to get kids this smart and loving and wonderful. Billy, the electronics wonderboy, fixed, well, everything... but most wonderfully the Aussie Barbecue Grill from two or three Father's Days ago, which worked for about a month, then wouldn't anymore. Since we're Olympic level packrats, we didn't get rid of it. Bill took it apart, cleaned it, and ta-da! Barbecue fillet mignon for Father's Day dinner. Amazing.
The long and short of it is that we'd like to kidnap him as a permanent resident. He's a very good influence on all of us, and fun to have around as well. I guess we'll have to settle for more frequent visits though, as his mother seems to want him back. Doesn't mean we won't try to lure him with homemade strawberry shortbread or stacks of sourdough pancakes...