Dallas' Accidental Half-Marathon

"Where is Dallas?" we wondered aloud. "He sure has been gone a long time . . . ."

About two hours after he left the house to go running, he came inside, drenched in sweat and smiling. Turns out he was a little bit lost. Lost in that the only roads he knew in Peachtree City were the bigger highways.

13.3 miles of them.

For the Love of Emery

Raleigh's Shop of Horrors

Don't be afraid. Just sit here while I hypnotize you with my jelly-guy-on-a-string.

I may look scary in my fake red glasses and "dress" I made myself, but you can trust me.

I promise . . . .

The Worst Part of Our Day

Homework time! Anyone with me on this one?

Madeline's Mustache

Well, there it is. Madeline's most recent mustache.

Did you know she has a thang for mustaches? On herself?

Several weeks ago, we had dinner with some friends, and Madeline gave herself the most exquisitely red Raspberry Ice mustache.

And then she saved it for Show-and-Tell the next day at school.

That's how cute Madeline is.

Sushi Love

Happy February!