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Sentimental for simpler times, Mom suggests that friends and family
celebrate this Easter in classic 1960s fashionwith a little "flower
Diavail, Grayson and I quickly oblige by doing our best impersonations of stoned Woodstock
concert-goers. Mom's flirtation with '60s nostalgia quickly ends.
"www.jeffthomas.com: Now with Scrubbing Bubbles®! We work
hard so you don't have to.®"
Realizing that his conversational skills alone would be no match for 2-year-old Grayson's
natural charm, Dad attempts to draw attention his latest political rant by delivering it
while simultaneously juggling heavy lawn care items.
However, it is not until Dad adds a running chainsaw to his juggling act that he earns a
unanimous "thumbs up" rating from our esteemed panel of critics.
Tired of Dad's nonsense, the crowd's focus shifts to more pressing
Uncle Earl and Grandma are amused as Grayson repeatedly calls me "goose" and
commands that I remain seated on the floor until which time I lay an actual golden egg.
Allison, Chris and Uncle Russ sort through hidden spy-cam pictures of
my embarrassing golden egg laying incident. Many of these photographs would later
fetch high prices on Ebay.com from freakish poultry enthusiasts.
After a full day of fun, the kids enjoy a much-deserved rest.
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