This was last summer in Michigan. Mom was mentioning it so I looked through our videos from the vacation and found Harrison's first couple's dance. Esme was an adorable and precocious little girl that pulled Harrison out to the dance floor during the brass band performance in Pentwater. I think Harrison was basically in shock during the entire routine, as the video shows.
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Saturday, May 21, 2011
Parade Day in Nashville
Horses, fire trucks, diggers, oh my. Nana and Pop had the parade route scouted so we had a whole corner to ourselves (and the dreary weather probably helped keep the crowds down). Harrison was bombarded with gum, lollipops and other treats because there was nobody else around us to throw it at. Great fun, and a few nice photos of a little boy having a great time at a parade.
I forget what justified the city putting on a parade, but it wasn't "Lincoln Day" as the above title previously stated. We'll just call it parade day.






I forget what justified the city putting on a parade, but it wasn't "Lincoln Day" as the above title previously stated. We'll just call it parade day.
Mother's Day again
Part of Mother's Day was 1) taking the boys out to see Nana, which was two birds/one stone because 2) it let Danza have some time alone at the house to do Danza things, like rearrange pictures, work on Henry's room, and finish turning the sunroom into a killer playroom. So happy Mother's Day to Doozer, Nana and all the other great mom's in the extended family. I'd name you all, but I've had two beers and what if I forgot someone? I'll play it safe.
I'm going to do my best to keep up with the blog because I know Nana is going to be lonely and missing the fam as she passes the time up in Michigan during the long summer months.
Oh, and Dad/Pop took over the camera and gets credit for some of these shots.








I'm going to do my best to keep up with the blog because I know Nana is going to be lonely and missing the fam as she passes the time up in Michigan during the long summer months.
Oh, and Dad/Pop took over the camera and gets credit for some of these shots.
brotherly love
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