Back on the Farm

We paid a visit to Jeff's Grandma's farm while we were down in Gilroy. Barbara wanted to see Marco on the swing that her Dad built in 1977. It's not exactly built up to code and Marco took a decent spill off of it and THEN cried that we didn't want him to get back on. He loves danger.

Proof that Jeff was swinging around the same age.

Let them eat cake.

The cousins rocked the Gilroy Bozzo Bash with several servings of cake. (Photos credit to Barbara.)

Joey showing his belly.

Tommy showing his belly button.

Check out Uncle Hasselhoff in the background just begging for someone to ask to see his belly button.

Bloggity bloggerson.

There comes a time in every blogger's life when they realize that have an assortment of pictures and stories to share and no way to discernably tie them together. I don't want to chronicle every moment of my life lest you fall asleep, so here is my attempt at playing catch up. Stay focused folks, this could get ugly...

We spent Memorial Day weekend in LA and stayed with Jen and Gus. Their son is almost the same age as Marco, but their daughter loved Marco for a play thing. She chose his outfits and let him play in her kitchen. Love at first fake pan. They'd play and play and play and then she'd whisper, "Mom, what's his name again?"
Guess what our friends in LA were doing since I've been living up here? HAVING BABIES! Here's the crew (minus Isaac).... Kayla, Nicolas, Mason, Nolan, Connor, Camryn and Marco.Marco's latest obsession that he can't pass on the street. The bike rack. This particular one is of IKEA ilk.

At dinner at their house, Kristy and Adele treated Marco to his own bowl of ice cream (his first!) And then they treated him to his second...

Grandma Linda asked what size pajamas she could send to Marco. I suggested 18-24 month. These are they. Can I get an "oops?"

He's really getting the hang of this corn on the cob thing.

Pics Jeff took when shopping for my Mother's Day pot.

I can't explain why I like this shot. Could it be the haircut, the pink bib or the dumbfounded expression? Not sure, but I'm drawn to it.
Consider yourself caught up. Poof.

Happy Birthday Dada!

You teach me lots.

Happy Birthday Nikos!

Happy 2nd Birthday my friend!

Your Mom said no presents for your birthday. (She's a real drag.)

So instead I promise:
1. I'll never steal your girl.
2. I won't date your sister.
3. I'll always eat the food off your plate when your parents aren't looking.
4. I'll be there to help you with joists, brewing beer or whatever you get into.

Happy Birthday man.

Love, Marco