A Boy and his Dog

Jack loves loves loves Molly.
His love for the pup is absolute, and the pup's patience with the youngun' is remarkable. She has tolerated a lot of tail pulling and whatnot to get to this point where hugs are the norm. We could not have gotten a better a dog for our family.

My friend the cat knows all about that.

Kismet soaks up the sun.

I wanna Rock!

We recently attended Boston Rock-N-Romp. We all had a great time dancing and watching the bands in the Sommerville Armory.

And Jack sincerely apologizes to the sceond band, the Shills, for turning off one of their pieces of equipment. He just didn't think you needed that equalizer to maintain your high quality sound.

Thar's a bar thar!

Our latest artwork.

Walk This Way

The Boy in the Box

Jack has developed a fondness for climbing in and out of boxes. Sometimes Kizzie joins him, sometimes not.

The Force Runs Strong In Our Family

“Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hmm? Hmm. And well you should not. For my ally is the Force, and a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we, not this crude matter. You must feel the Force around you; here, between you, me, the tree, the rock, everywhere, yes."