More old time pictures.

OK. This scanning thing has got me so up and down, I don't know how much David, or Kevin, are going to take of me. I was in tears this morning ready for drastic measures. Good ol' Kev just listens to me (not too much this morning because I wasn't doing much talking, to anyone) but he just came in and does his 'computer magic' and got it going for me. (Oh, I went and exchanged the other new printer for another printer that we couldn't get working either). Kevin has such patience and knowledge about these things. I don't know what I would have done without him. So it's only fair I start out with some pictures of him.

Remember what I said, everyone's got to have bath time pictures. In this it's doubly good because he's got the mirror there to admire himself. Maybe this is where the looking at his reflection anywhere he can find one came.

Here he's sleeping. This kid could sleep anywhere, and was sleeping through the nights consistently after 2 months old. He had to wear a corrective shoe at night.

Here is Leslie at Lake Powell. This would have been her first Lake Powell trip. I got the pictures in the wrong order. Here she has finished throwing the rock, and in this next photo you can see the rock in the air.

What is it with kids and throwing rocks into water. I think it's an international pass time.

I just had to throw this picture in. The girls love Rob and his short, shorts, with his boxers showing.

And at the end of the day you have to take a bath. This must have been early, or late in the season. I'm in jeans and we are bathing on the shore. Crazy.

I'm pooped. I have scanned over 70 pictures today. I'm going to take a break and go read some more of HOST.