Breakfast with ruffians - he wore red cowboy boots

I haven't posted a long picture story for a long time. I will do so now. I begin with the

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As his brothers eat pizza, Jobe dines on a section of railroad track, speaks of devastating fire

I took quite a few photos of these boys over the weekend and some of them are pretty good, too, so I had planned to run several and to tell the whole story of my weekend with my grandsons. But, I am too lazy. This one was right near the end. When you are too lazy to edit a whole weekend's worth of grandson shooting and then write it up, it is always easy just to grab one picture from right near the end of the take - especially if that one is of two of your grandsons eating pizza in their mother's arms just before she and their dad take them home, while the third chomps on a section of plastic railroad track.

"This is our house!" Jobe told his mother before they left.

"What about The Blue House?" his mother asked. Even though it is white with turquoise trim, "The Blue House" is what they call their own house. I think Kalib gave it that name.

"The Blue House is broken," Jobe responded. "It burned down. We won't see it again!"

Just before they left, I told them to call when they got home and let us know their house was ok. They called. It was.

I was glad. I had been just a little bit worried Jobe might be clairvoyant.

Three boys appear in the back seat; they watch a train charge about my office

Plus, for months now, the boys, Kalib in particular, have been coming into my office and begging me

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Seven years ago today, two were wed as one; now they are five and we... we... we get to eat pizza

Seven years ago today, my family, plus Lavina's and many other relatives and friends gathered together a short distance up the mountains just above Flagstaff, Arizona and it was snowing. There Jacob and Lavina exchanged their vows and became one.

Now they are five.

And we... Margie and I... are so much more than we ever imagined possible.

We had their three sons, our grandsons, with us over the weekend. The idea was to give Jacob and Lavina some time to get out and celebrate, go do some downhill skiing at Aleyska or cross country skiing at Hatcher's Pass. Instead, they gave the boys' bedroom a new paint job and did some other fixing up around the house.

Today, their anniversary, they came to pick up their boys and to snatch our grandsons away from us once again, but it was okay because they brought pizza.

The pizza was damn good.

Airplanes fly as dogs run and I miss it all; visitors from France; Gordon; Kalib is snatched away from his grandparents

Those familiar with Thomas and his friends will recognize Gordon - the biggest and

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