Show me your “two”!

tom | September 30, 2003

Yet another Dad shirt.

Toddler survives 3 weeks alone eating condiments

tom | September 30, 2003

Fox News reports that a 2 year old survived for 3 weeks alone by eating ketchup, mustard, rice and dry pasta. Her mother was apparently in jail and the father (separated from the mother) stopped by to find the baby hanging out in Mom’s room having dragged in some toys and food and sitting [...]

Abs and Eve at the park

tom | September 29, 2003

Abs and Eve sure did have a good time together. They’re the smaller and less the adventurous of the group but they both broke out of their shells a bit.

Pat and the girls

tom | September 29, 2003

We had Cindy’s bridal shower at my place. That’s Pat surrounded by the 5 girls we (Joe, Pat and I) had while the girls did, whatever it is that girls do at a bridal shower. The girls all survived but more importantly, us men did too.

Packers take it to Chicago

tom | September 29, 2003

Part of me feels bad for da Bears but not bad enough to hold in the, “Woohoo!”. Mr. Farve has a few good years left in him. As you can tell, no football for me yesterday (just a few minutes really) but tonight’s game makes up for that. You know how you [...]

Kerri holding two babies

tom | September 29, 2003

One is not due until Feb 9th and is out of sight. The other is getting too bloody heavy to be holding all the time.

Mom, Dad and Lucas

tom | September 29, 2003

What you don’t see here is my previous picture with Lucas and that same finger in his nose. I don’t know if he was satisfying some level of hunger or what.

Lucas, parents, grandparents

tom | September 29, 2003

‘Nuf said.

Katie, Eve and Dad

tom | September 29, 2003

Sure, Dad is smiling now. But know this: He has yet to be fed at this juncture and is experiencing a delirious vision of Johnboy turning into a giant, well-cooked turkey leg.

Lucas getting Baptized

tom | September 29, 2003

Here’s a shot of the actual ceremony. There were 9 children baptized at this mass. Katie and I are the Godparents; Mo and Phil are just two people who have to get up several times per night for feeding and diaper changing.