Mom Is in Michigan Again --- Spending Time with That *Other Man*.

Mom has itchy feet and has been caught in the throes of wanderlust. In January, she, Dad and Jessica had gone to Cabo San Lucas.  A few days later, she was packing again to fly to Michigan to see Lauren and the family.

 It's a lot easier for her to get around than to have Lauren, Dave and Cayden shlepp through an airport with all that baby paraphernalia.

("If the mountain will not come to Muhammad, then Muhammad must go to the mountain."  )

That kid needs constant supervision. Imagine what havoc he could raise on an airplane.

On the home front in California, our oil portraits finally have been completed.  Initially, Mom wanted to commission an artist to capture our exquisite faces on canvas. However, it was more conducive to the wallet to have Dad unleash his artistic talents.

So. . . from this:

To this:

To my discerning critical eye, I noticed that Dad's white paint on my fur turned to a cream hue when it dried.  Also, there are fingermarks on the glass.  However, those slight imperfections in no way deter from my dazzling good looks.

AND

From this:

To this:

 FINALLY . . . We got the respect and recognition that 
we deserve.

Thanks a lot Dad - good job.  However, you forgot the picture lights to enhance our faces.

Next project.