Just got back from a three-generation guy trip around the big block. It's hot and sticky in the valley and all the guys are hot and sticky because of it. This morning we went to Das Awkscht Fest in Macungie, saw some old cars, and headed home. Yesterday I worked in the AM, we went to the Farmer's Market, and due to rain we stayed in with Grandpa Bruno and Carter all evening. That was okay - between drops we harvested tomatoes, grilled up some delicious pork chops, and admired bambino's increasingly smiley antics.
It's funny how time flies with the little guy. I honestly can't recall what we did with evenings this week, though I assume it was something. Regardless, they've been short and tired after marathon days down at KNL.
Sunday, August 07, 2011