Mike's Mom comes to see the Girlies
My mom came to see the girlies the week after Kim's Mom - she came with Don (her husband) and as you can see in the pictures below we had a terrific time. I still don't have anything funny to say - sorry that I am becoming boring (I blame the Germans) but I have to go to Mexico City at 6 AM tomorrow (Sunday) for an exciting week of core banking system workshops.
Enjoy the pictures:
Enjoy the pictures:
Judy and Don on our child-friendly concrete and steel staircase with no railing or gate
The girls in our garden - we have been taking them out there in the evenings (with their Exersaucers) and they love it
Don looking sinister (Don recently retired from the insurance industry, but back when he was working he was known for his intimidating, tough-as-nails methods of dispatching his enemies. Do not mess with Don, as this picture clearly proves.)
Judy with Sally - Judy was holding Sally with both hands and couldn't cover her face
Judy and Don next to the peace sign at 'Strawberry Fields' in Central Park. By the way, Kim goes there right by there every morning because there is a nice place to lay out the blanket and let the girlies play a bit. This Strawberry Fields area is filled with dirty hippies who all come and pay some other dirty hippy for flower petals so they can make a Peace sign. Other dirty hippies play guitar and sit and meditate and chant. It happens every stinking day. And the tour groups (mostly Germans) walk by there by the hundreds and stop and pause and reflect on how great John Lennon was and how great it is to be a dirty hippy (or German). You know what I say? Enough with the whole thing. John Lennon was great and all, but enough with the flower petals and the silent meditation and the dirty hippies. Frankly I preferred Paul McCartney anyway.
Judy and Don with the girlies
Judy with Sally, teaching her to be athletic
