Dad trying on his new leathers while visiting.

Me and my retarded half sasquatch brother.

Tubby, Nubby, and Mommy

The folks responsible for the residue I must clean off my boat regularly.

Now here's something you don't see everyday.

It's big, pink, carries groceries and sounds like a race car. It only has two speeds stop and 100 mph. I was fortunate enough to catch it stopped long enough to snap this picture.

Chuck waiting for someone to fill the tub.

They've invaded the boat too.

Okay... I'll pose with the kids and even give them a 'hug' if I must...

The brats checking out the jets.

Nub curled up with her teddy bear.

USS Stark memorial, 20th anniversary 17 May 2007

Nap attack during dinner.

Grandma playing with the brats.

Grandma giving rides.

Here's the princess. She says if I wear grandma's shoes and get my ears pierced I can be the queen.... someone shoot me.

Angel's first day of school

Charlie with his first t-ball and bat.

Chuck preparing for Saturday morning cartoons.

Chuck and Angel comparing wounds. Charlie, pushing sister, went face first in to the sidewalk. Sis got her neck tore up strapping on the helmet.

The head wound hasn't disturbed the eating pattern. Two utensils one mouth. The kid tis more belly than boy.

Angel seems to be recovering well from her helmet wound.

I personally think this is a bit of a fashion risk, but she's happy and that's all that matters.

My home office? This isn't how I'd planned on decorating it.

Thanks for the train set Bob. I hope I can return the favor someday, maybe with a hand grenade.

Kellie's new chariot.