Gotta love living in a place where you can feed horses on a stroll around the block.

          Ok, I give.  I didn't take this picture, but I did take many, many pictures today.  It was Little Bub's baptism.  He's all good with the Big Man, and I don't mean Santa.  :)

              My Father-in-Law makes Kettle Corn.  Not Orville Redenbacher style.  Vendor style.  It.  Is.  Awesome.

        Only 10 pictures to go!  10.  Diez.  Dix.  Zehn.  Ju.  Ten.      

            Gotta get some more bacro in before the new year.  You're welcome.

        To say the airport was a fiasco was an understatement.  Here's the 30 word summary. Lost car.  Bad GPS.  Missed flight.  Re-booked.  Too late.  Re-booked.  Cancelled.  Drive again.  Re-booked.  Security.  Running.  Drunk passenger.  Poop explosion.  Landed.  Delay.  Food.  Crying.  Poop explosion. 

        Look who greeted me tonight!  Loved me some cheekers tonight.  And got to have dinner with Mama K and the Big Bro.  Not too shabby.

              One perk of DC is that it's close to home, so I spent my second night away from Little Bub and the Chuckleheads with an old friend.  We got to take in the lights of National Harbor and hit up

        My first night away from Little Bub in DC.  Sniff.  Sniff.  Luckily he's in good hands with grandfolk and mommy milk.

        I'm traveling to DC tomorrow for work.  Little Bub will be with me on the plane and then with Grandfolk.  The chuckleheads will be with the Hubs.  I was trying to give them a frame of reference for how long