Spring day in Kingston

After I took a class with Mark Van Huis along with Patti, I went back to the Hoffers', grabbed the boys and took them to the native American cemetery in Little Boston. I was supposed to be practicing with my digital camera, but I also shot some with my old Pentax using black and white film. I love film.

Eggs for breakfast

From Patti's facebook page today:

Mom: Bryce, what kind of egg do you want for breakfast?
Bryce: The leaky kind.


(It's always been my favorite kind!)

Thinking on a wide range of topics!

Mom, would you be really upset if my sisters were scientific geniuses and did genetic testing on me ....maybe they'd get rid of my B.O. and my armpits would smell like cherries.

I can't imagine living forever. I guess our minds are like peas and God's mind is like a really big watermelon.

I just don't get cars. They'll need boosters if they're ever going to fly. And if they hover, don't you think they'd use magnetic fields to do that?

Bryce: "Man, I love this Chinese food!!"
Miranda: "...This is popcorn chicken and macaroni and cheese"
Bryce: "Sometimes I get them mixed up!"