Caroline: "Daddy what do you think my favorite thing is?"
Daddy: "I don't really know. Let me guess, baby turtles?"
Caroline: "Nope."
Daddy: "OK, what then?"
Caroline: "My favorite things are quesadillas and checking the mail."
Picture #1: Earlier in the morning, daddy spent some time disassembling Abigail's old stock radio from her 2003 Toyota Matrix which she purchased a few months ago. I had a big helper in Olivia as I scavenged for various fasteners and other parts to throw in my misc nuts & bolts box.
Picture #2: As I was sipping my coffee this morning, Sarah started playing a beat from her phone. I started bobbing up and down, doing my best to sincerely impress my teenage daughter with my white boy dance moves. Of course, I did nothing more than embarass her and give her something to laugh at. She really laughed when my coffee mug handle broke right off from the sheer up and down force of my dancing bobs. Surely only a naturally skilled hip hop dancer could actually break off a mug handle, right? The mug was actually one I broke many years ago in a hallway at Zebco. My great co-worker Chad Hoffman who was our model maker at the time, fused the handle pieces back together which gave my mug approximately 10 additional years of life. It had a great run, but this time it was not worth attempting to fuse back together.
Picture #3: For the 2nd time in a week, we had a tiny box turtle exploring our back yard. I was cue'd into this little guy by a trail left in the grass by his scooting across the dew drops earlier that morning. The girls eaglerly took turns holding it and give it the name "Pokey".
Pictures 4 and 5: Abigail got her license Monday morning by narrowly passing her drivers exam. Phew! As soon as her and I returned home from the visit to the DMV (and of course a daddy-funded coffee to show his congratulations), she and Sarah jumped in and took their first freedom ride with no adult present. They went to the local coffee shop to "study".
