April Showers Bring May Flowers... But Mostly Weeds

Seriously.  My yard looks like a hobo's butthole.

I could easily devote a whole post complaining about my yard, as it always looks like total crap this time of year, but I figure that'd be pretty boring for you guys.

Somewhat less boring, is looking at pictures.  So here you go:

The go-to backyard activity around here.

Some lady Kris knows had these free Antique Portrait sessions at her church (or they were only $10, or something. . . I don't know), so after a full day of swimming and hanging out in the backyard we threw the kids in the van and headed over to this random church.

. . . and as you can see, we didn't even bother changing the girls out of their swimsuits.  Screw it.

There was a line of people waiting for their session with the photographer, but fortunately they had a playroom full of creepy, vintage children's toys to keep the girls occupied.

As it turns out, this whole portrait thing was kinda lame.  The dresses were all of the same material/style, and the accessories were minimal.  They wouldn't let you take pictures inside the 'studio,' but I'll be sure to post the final result once we get the picture back (we'll see how it turns out.)

Patiently awaiting their photo shoot. . .

These are some pretty bizarre murals for a church.

I've failed as a teacher.

Yes, our dog now plays for the Detroit Lions.  He's not going to make them any worse, that's for sure. 

The Cannonball has taken to reading sheet music pretty well.  I'm interested to see how she does with the bow.

Another family outing at Azteca de Oro - our favorite Mexican restaurant.

Abby, posing 'nicely' with her mom.

Bunny Ears are HILARIOUS. 

So long as she doesn't grow up to do this for a living, I'm cool with it.  Of course, those calendars usually feature cooler cars than a Ford Focus.

Keeping a weather eye out for Kris, Abby and Watson.

Family spotted.

We ended up splurging on Watson's new dog bed, purchasing a deluxe model from Doctors Fosters & Smith.  Our rationale was that since sleeping is Watson's favorite thing in the world (besides chasing lizards and digging pit traps in the backyard), we might as well get him something he'll get good use out of.

Six hours before the Blood Moon.  I didn't feel like staying up on a school night - sue me.

- Brian