Sunday, November 27, 2005
two
Another picture of my bro, Aaron, just to dispel any notions about his existence.
I think it's clear which one of us got the good looks.
Thursday, November 24, 2005
House Special
My Thanksgiving meal, served with a nice Gewurztraminer. I took this picture just for you.
down for the count
The post-meal fatigue was too much for even the 3-year-old in the house who boldly announced just before eating the customary meal that he "didn't like Turkey."
embracing the territory
Sam stole my shirt and put it on his skinny body, thus cementing his attitude toward his new home. Go Sooners.
indolence
Look, my brother really does exist. Aaron takes a load off and performs the requisite American post-meal task of turning on the TV.
chill
The "Fatman" debloats following a stupendous Thanksgiving meal and watches the Cowboys overtake (at this point) the Broncos.
up and running
Grandpa (in background) fixed a broken Power Wheels Jeep the neighbors gave Carson. Thursday was the unveiling of this Jeep and all its accompanying fun.
Looks like trips to Grandpa Dan's house will be a little more entertaining now.
'I'm stuck'
The leaves claim the Jeep, rendering the super grip plastic wheels useless. Some Jeep this is.
out of the Jeep
Carson tried brushing the leaves out of the way in order to free his vehicle. No dice.
Monday, November 21, 2005
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Insurance
Sam takes no chances with the lives of his future children, employing a pack of paper towels to dissipate the potentially dangerous heat waves from the laptop.
Don't believe me? Read this:
http://www.cnn.com/2004/US/12/09/laptops.fertility/index.html
Thursday, November 17, 2005
He didn't help
Time for some fun archive photos.
Even 'ol Roy could do little for the Longhorns in the '03 Red River Shootout.
If only...
I'd like to go back to these days of sweet victory in the Cotton Bowl. If only...if only...
Wednesday, November 09, 2005
Home again, home again...
Laura and Sam finally pulled in to the Norman train station at 11:45 Tues. night following a 6.5 hour Amtrak ride from Ft. Worth. Delay...delay...delay...
But, they're home fair and square (perhaps sound as a pound?) and ready to get things cracking on their Normanite lives.
home
The first embrace in nearly five months. This is the longest any immediate Stuart family member has been removed from the nest without some kind of familial ties.
black dog greeting
Abby, "Poopis," happily greets Sam, having gone months without his affection and under-the-table handouts.
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