Line My Eyes And Call Me Pretty

Fun with dyes, paint, make-up, and other tough, tough stuff for rough, rough boys in Spring and Summer 2011.

Unitarian Easter eggs!


Elephants, at the school pageant.

The ducks outside the Shedd Aquarium proved to be more interesting than the stuff in the building that we paid actual money to see. But, whatever: free ducks!

Camo face paint at Thomas' birthday party.

7/4/11: America.

7/4/11: AMERICA!

Patriotism down to the toenails.

At Kyle's birthday party, riding the rocket.

The universe... it's full of... stars.

Kyle and Sam

The boys with Asia.

Sam tries a favorite from my own childhood -- the frozen apple cider from the Elegant Farmer in Elkhorn, WI. Sadly, he didn't go in for it. (They insist on being their own people and are stubbornly resistant to the nostalgia I try to foist upon them -- the Muppets, A Charlie Brown Christmas, coloring books...)

When danger strikes, mild-mannered train enthusiast Caleb becomes... Lightning Man!

Zombie Sam sings: "With the thoughts I'll be thinkin', I could be another Lincoln if I only had BRAAAIIINNNS!!!"

Dressed up like pirates for a trip to the schooner at Discovery World.


Watch the Throne: A Guest Entry

Sam in the hizzy.

Caleb says there's good action online. Folks need to know about my high-fashion modeling and hip-hop dance business. Dropping this fall. Hit my digits.

Note to the peeps that make Cheez-Its: do you want this photo to help sell your delicious orange crackers? Two mill, final offer. Don't think we couldn't shop it to Cheese Nips for double.

This here? My new move for the dancefloor. Don't spill your juice when you're in the club.

Rollin', ballers. Roll-in'.

I take all the ladies to Build-A-Bear. All my shorties get the certificate of authenticity, know what I'm sayin'?

Sam to the J to the H, and I'm out.

Sweet Child of Mi-i-i-ine: A Guest Entry

Since my Dad hasn't posted here in five and a half months, I've copped his password to show off some self-portraits I made back in late winter. The camera is Mom's, the pajamas are flannel, and the attitude is all mine. Enjoy, jackanapes.


P.S. I like trains and yogurt.

--Posted from my Dad's iPad