"Eat that cookie Nate!"Max says: "I'm not making cookies I'm making art."
Audrey says: "DAD!!!!! I don't need any help!"
"Eat that cookie Nate!"


RP is back and Im glad. He requested me to redo the name tag using the old formula which consists of skulladay font and lyrics from coffee. My pleasure son.


Like the ornate cash register, but not some Victorian homes. Contradicting I know.
Spent last weekend at Uncle Bob's. Equipped with donkeys, a wonderful garden and multiple tractors to drive. Brandi was great and Mishawaka's shuttle service is a hoot. Keep on thrillen em son. 
So last Friday after work (and school) Max decided he was ready. Get my bike down he says. It was crazy how he did it. Not one fall. Just started peddling. Realized I wasn't holding on. Done. Been riding ever sense. Be careful what you ask for type a thing.

Here's from Fred's house. More to come about the annual and all. A little behind right now.








