My eldest son used to jump up in my bed when he was around 2 years old and carefully pile every pillow in the house on top of me. As I lay there, pleasantly smothered I could here his little voice asking me...

"...are you BASHED, daddy?...you BASHED?"



Tuesday, April 20, 2010

420!

We took an impromtu ROAD TRIP down to Sarasota to see my long lost brother. I am happy to report that he is alive and doing well! The trip continued and we ended up at MUNCHIES 4:20 CAFE, "cuz yo mamma don't cook past midnight" where we ate some awesome food and hatched a plan for yet another road trip...thankfully, we ended up back home...eventually. Enjoy the PICTURES!

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Melody said...

Awesome Pictures! So good to see Tim and I do hope you get another road trip together! :)