Don sometimes calls Tony "Baby Frank." Having never had an interest in the Rat Pack, I didn't catch the reference right away. Don was kind enough to clue me in to his little joke: apparently our son looks like Frank Sinatra. What do you think?
Friday, June 27, 2008
Our dog Roobin is on cloud nine these days because his best friend Ann is staying with us while her family is out of town. She is about 6 months old, which is perfect for Roob who, at almost a year and a half, still acts like he's six months. They have so much fun playing tug, as you can see by the shredded debris of what used to be a blanket. As much fun as trashing my yard is, their all time favorite game is face chewing. Here we see Ann going for a knockout punch, which is cheating according to the official rules of face-chew. Roobin wins by default.