Revelry Reverie

Ever since Henry found out we have instruction sheets for track configurations, he asks to see “instrushuns” and stands over his tracks saying “hmm, hmm” as he leafs through them until he selects his choice and asks it be built. And then Bob invariably improves on the design.

On Tuesday, Henry had a follow-up at the pediatric ENT. When the doctor came in, he looked at Henry and spoke to him, directly. “Hi there, my name is Jared. We are doctors here – doctors who look at your ears, nose, and in your mouth.” He paused there, so Henry replied. “I ham hemy.”…

Getting more practice, very slowly. I feel rusty. I’m not too pleased with this draft, but each iteration helps.

First proper sketch in … close to 6? years? Long time, at any rate.

I’m not really a beach person, but I could be persuaded to change my mind about that.

This really doesn’t cover all we were able to do. It was a lot of fun and they think we are going back today.

Never too young to get started