he is too young to know any better.
baby modeling here we come
"see, i don't need your pumpkin, i 've got my own!"
booty?
halloween was a hoot. some drunken trick-or-treating pirate called isaac his matey. seriously.
celebrating julie's 30th birthday. both annie and julie are expecting boys about a month and a half apart...ryder in december, bradley in february.
grantie watched isaac all weekend while mom was at homecoming and dad was at foho
hamming it up for the camera
i say dumb things. sometimes i say them on accident, but sometimes i know it beforehand. here is one you can see coming from a mile away: parenting is downright fatiguing. to say that while my wife is seven and a half months pregnant and does more than i do in any given day borders on asinine, but i am wiped out. i went to a retreat this weekend, and almost everybody who saw me said, "man, you look tired." awesome.
isaac has a tremendous amount of life, which is seriously rad, and at the same time it takes an enormous expense of energy to keep him pointed in the right direction. sometimes i just wish he would slow down, not put everything he comes in contact with straight into his mouth, and sleep for like a week straight. i am a ridiculously self focused person as it is, but i think i am beginning to understand how, without some fierce intentionality, life at this stage becomes very small and completely consumed by truly insignificant and selfish concerns. speaking of which, i need to get back to watching this wsop rerun.
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