Five years ago today my youngest son was born. In the hospital, I was given the above pictured bread to eat. Something about the presentation struck me as wholly unappetizing so I passed, but for some reason I brought it home with me. I guess I like to watch it age in comparison with my beautiful boy. Happy birthday August!
I recently went on my first adventure to Chuck E. Cheese's. I had been able to avoid it for a long time, somehow always drawing the long straw, but it wasn't nearly as bad as I expected. Most of the credit for my good time goes to this picture which I found stuffed behind the photo booth there. Given the lack of irony in this boy's eyes, I assume it was just bad timing that the camera caught him with his finger in his nose. For me, it just humanized the whole place and I couldn't remember why I had resisted for so long.