My Dad's the smartest dad

My dad used to ride the unicycle.  He found out that one of the neighborhood teenagers got one for Christmas.  So as we were out delivering Gina's wedding announcements, we stopped by their house and asked to borrow their unicycle.

I wish I had a funny story to go along with this.  It was fun watching him try to get on in the grass then finally get on holding to the basketball pole.  But he didn't risk riding it; he said he'd try after the wedding so he wouldn't have a sling or wheelchair for the pictures.

You're the smartest, Dad.

Dasher the Creeper

My lil pup I got for my parents for Christmas last year sleeps in my bed at night.

One morning I awoke to the feeling that someone was watching me.

I look over to Dash, and he is staring at me.  He'd been watching me sleep.

Yesterday I awoke to a pleasant scene.  Dash had somehow nuzzled beneath the blanket and sheet and laid his head on the pillow next to mine.  It's like he thinks he's a human.