The Walk of Life

I'm glad to be at the park, but perhaps we could
have started with a slide that WENT STRAIGHT!

Just a blue collar Broncos fan trying to make a living.

I'll be honest with you, dear readers.
That room confuses the heck out of me.  

"No photo shoot, no photo shoot"

"Ahhh, double digits.  Nice."

"Is that thing on? Seriously?  I'm in a diaper here, Mom!"

What you have all been waiting for. . . Halloween 2012

Grandma Manch sent me this special bib to start out something called Halloween.

I hit the hospital to test out my gear and see the pumpkin
carving contest winners.  My dad won, of course.

Quite a likeness of Daddy and Mommy's hospital.
Plus I am a sucker for a Matchbox car parking lot.

The hospital marketing department decided an impromptu photo shoot was necessary.
This actually happened and I've got the cover locked.

Quick breather and some pre-game tailgating just off Main Street.

Then it all came together.  Just walk down the street
and they put candy in your Halloween Man Bag.

I don't think I've ever seen this lady quite so happy.

Do you think this outfit makes my cheeks look chubby?

Ok, method acting.  What would a giraffe do?

I'm galloping, I'm galloping.

I'm trying to eat the leaves, trying to eat the . . .

CANDY!  'Tis easier to dip into Riley Kirchmar's stash.

Then I got desperate and started going door to door.
Randy and Betsy Graff seemed like candy dealers.

I wanted to be sure to check all the options before choosing.
Apparently,  I was LEANING on the candy bucket so keen was my intent.

Meeting The Twins

I had to get some practice in with
my Halloween Purse European man bag

I've discoverd the house wares and Broncos leisure wear. That's quite a combo.

Buffalo wrestling with Dad.  Notice who is on his back!

Daddy's vroom-vroom got sick, so I got to see some new metal.
That's the back of a BMW Z8 ahead, very rare site.

Apparently, Mom and Dad took this picture on their wedding night.

Ahh, there is the beautiful couple.  Man, aren't you guys glad to have
filled up that mirror frame a little bit.

I almost met Emma and Avery at the mountain house, but then they left
and ended up a little later at University of Colorado.  I finally tracked them down.

Teeth are no fun.  But man can they get through a puff.

Bedtime "stories" with Dad.  Of course this night we were looking at
yachts in The Robb Report.  Hey,  a man can only handle Otis The Tractor
so many times in one week.

So I've come right around on the bath thingy.  Really nice way to take it down a notch.

Where to start?  

This one feels good, looks good, smells good.  Alright, Dad, load it up.
I'll take it.

Oh, I see what you did there.  You made me look like a ghost.
Listen, I use a lot of SPF.

Dang! Which way is out?  I can see the cameraman, but how to get there?

There I go.  Next year I step from hay bale maze to corn maze.

Looking Up!

Looking closely, you will see one of the cats eyeing my formula.

Who designed this place?  I can't open the door if I'm behind it.

Wait a minute. . .  Errrrrrrr!

I got out!  I think I look good in dinosaur.
Notice how nicely it sets off my bottom toofers.

Playing in the front lawn with friends (from left to right) Noah, Pressley, True, and Lexi.

Snow outside means cats are inside.  Who wants to wrestle?

I'm off an running anywhere I want!

With the occasional stumble.  I guess I'll just edit this out then.

Pointing up is one of my go to moves.  Here I am pointing
out the ceiling fan for the 10,000th time.  He's a good sport and always looks up.