jskogerboe’s posthaven

Well there's my share. I suppose the kids need a few, too...

Hands violation!

Here lies my father-in-law's apple tree, victim of the July 17th storm that hit the Twin Cities.

Um... Oops. This didn't go exactly according to plan.

Look what I almost ran into...

This is what happens to my son when pool hair meets afternoon nap. WOW.

Someday I'll take him to a Twins Game, and he'll bring his own glove along to catch foul balls, and I'll remember this picture.

Clouds... Whoa.

Grandpa Bob reading "One Fat Fly" to the wee ones right now...

Just the work of our friendly neighborhood vandals. Blunt force trauma = 1. Swagger Wagon = 0.