Archive for July, 2005

4 mos.

Saturday, July 16th, 2005

Rhen had his four month check up Thursday. Considering all of the horror stories I've heard about these appointments (mainly the shots, better dose the kid with Tylenol) it went well. Rhen took the shots like a pro. Bring it. That's all you've got nurse? He gets it from his ...

Winona’s Charming Brothel of the Past

Thursday, July 14th, 2005

Rhen and I decided to kick it downtown this morning for our extended walk. I also wanted to check out this supposed brothel back in the day, and take a picture. It seemed like a wholesome enough family outing. I remember this place in the photo was called El Sid's ...

Morning stroll

Wednesday, July 13th, 2005

Rhen and I usually go for quite a long stroll in the morning. Today, I decided to bring my camera, hoping I might find something interesting to shoot. Thanks to my slow as crap HP camera (you could eat lunch while this thing boots up) and general Minnesota aloofness, it ...

Ritzy

Monday, July 11th, 2005

C. was very kind to me tonight. She took Rhen to run some errands. Before Rhen was born I read an article in a parenting magazine about a dad that would run errands as an excuse to get away from his two demonic daughters and how it inevitably backfired on ...

Crosstown

Thursday, July 7th, 2005

Two straight hours of Rhen melting down. Might not seem like a lot of time to experienced parents, but it was bad for the both of us. We tried everything. Finally, we settled on the Baby Bjorn and Jimi Hendrix. The Baby Bjorn closed in his flailing chicken wings and ...

New pics

Thursday, July 7th, 2005

New photos have been added to babyfoo. What started out as serious photography of wind blowing through the curtains (ooh, aah) quickly turned to tomfoolery with Rhen. Some of the photos in the beginning are big. I forgot to resize--so I apologize to 56kers. Oh, C. and I have discovered ...

Story

Tuesday, July 5th, 2005

(Another technically difficult photo)

I love chicken. I hate chicken. I like saying chicken and writing it.

Monday, July 4th, 2005

God knows how much I love grilled chicken and yesterday afternoon I had my fill. I feasted heavily from my Dad's blessed grill. Brats, chicken and some sort of smoked pork were all on the menu. I washed it all down with diet soda. Now I'm paying for it. Complete ...