So, the other night, I get home, and before I know it, I'm in the middle of a whirling dervish of kids spinning, crawling, leaping, and rolling. AJ's been on this freerunning/parkour kick ever since we watched "Jump|Britain" on The Learning Channel a few weeks ago. At home he's leaping from couch to chair to stairs, to carpet, clumsily rolling and flailing all the while. It's unnerving, but we don't discourage it much, despite the damage to our furniture. We like active kids. God knows we aren't active enough ourselves. But in the middle of his demonstration, he stops to pull a magic trick on me. We had the camera out, so we caught it. As usual, our in-home pics aren't all that impressive, but, hey, we're proud parents.

I enjoyed a great afternoon with my kids this last Sunday. Since I’ve been in a new photo-sig at work, and since I started this blog a month ago, I thought I’d take my wife’s little 3-megapixel camera with me. Sure, it’s not an SLR, but why be a snob—especially when the images are free?  

We got a late start and didn’t head out for McDonald’s Playland until very late, and by the time we got down the road—I mean, all of about 15 minutes—Elisabeth had passed out. You can see here that she’s pretty groggy, and that was after she and AJ had slept in the van for about two hours.

Yes, you read that right. I’m a horrible parent. I made my kids sleep in an air-conditioned van. :: sigh :: Oh well. Once Elisabeth