The AW Family Album

The boys (with their cousin) got into grandpa's landscape pond to cool down



The boys after grandpa helped them get out

Hm, looks like they've had a talking to! Nice pics

They really didn't get in any trouble. But after they got out they needed a new scheme. Getting out spoiled their fun. Time to think up something new.

Ha! Great pics, Stew!

I was going through mine and found this one of my Jase...it's one of my all-time faves, taken just a couple months ago.

A couple I took recently of the youngest grand kids (Amelia and Brady):

Hey fishy! Great pics. Why are kids always so happy? It seems growing up is a process of gradually losing that inherent good humour that we're born with...

I don't think that children are across-the-board happy. They're just little manic depressives. Two minutes after that shot, it's just as likely that they were wailing down the third horseman of the apocalypse, because their ice cream fell on the ground.

With age comes wrinkles, arthritis, and a coping mechanism or two.

I swear, it's a good thing toddlers are small and weak. Otherwise, I'm pretty sure they'd be unstoppable killing machines.

euclid said:

Hey fishy! Great pics. Why are kids always so happy? It seems growing up is a process of gradually losing that inherent good humour that we're born with...

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I'm pretty sure disappointments, both large and small, tend to grind us down after a while. Most younger kids don't have that much to look forward to, so they naturally have a better outlook and can smile at just about anything.

But like Perks said, they can be less than jovial at times. I like to capture those moments, too.

CAPTION: Don't make me smell that smelly fish anymore, Grandpa!

rhymegirl said:

CAPTION: Don't make me smell that smelly fish anymore, Grandpa!

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She calls me Papoo. Sometime she confuses the name with poo-poo, since she's being potty trained, but I know the difference. She'll say, "I Papoo, poo-poo!" and I know just where to take her.

Silver King said:

She calls me Papoo. Sometime she confuses the name with poo-poo, since she's being potty trained, but I know the difference. She'll say, "I Papoo, poo-poo!" and I know just where to take her.

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Today is my littlest one's bday, so here's a pic of him eating cake and NOT making a mess of himself.



And you know how sometimes you take a really cool picture without meaning to?

When I was in college, I used to--kinda--live at this one bar in the evenings. It had live entertainment: a one man band act whose name was Brooks. Many moons later, my wife actually had Brooks and his band (which had come later) play at my 40th birthday party.

Anyway, Brooks has uploaded some old videos from the late eighties of the scene at this bar. I'm in a number of them--and know pretty much everyone in all of them--so I thought I'd share one:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8WwffRutKo

Now, parts of me are in a few shots, throughout. But the end shot is of me and a young lady (named Fay) walking through the bar.

Feel free to take cheap shots...

Nice jeans, Rob. Acid wash...so...*snicker* I was surprised to see you didn't have a mullet, though. I was convinced you would. I am disappointed.

Where's she now?

euclid said:

Where's she now?

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Who? Fay? She was just a friend, by the by.

Anyway, I think she was TV reporter at one point in time. Fancy that.

I refuse to look. I prefer to think of Rob as looking exactly like Cap'n Tightpants.

robeiae said:

Who? Fay? She was just a friend, by the by.

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Right. Sure she was.


We have now seen the real Rob on video.

rhymegirl said:

Right. Sure she was.

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Uh huh. We believe him. No, really we do.

What?

robeiae said:

Feel free to take cheap shots...

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In that light you resemble a younger version of John Gruden, which isn't as bad as it sounds.

Oh soo many pictures to share... This was in the Paris in Vegas at new years.

Pic someone took of us while we were making out, so we posed for the picture.

this one isn't a family picture but how often do you get to see somthing like this!!!!

This is my niece. My sister had herself a hella cute kid. Too bad the daddy isn't such a great guy. it happens though... what can you do, doesn't make her any less adorable!

Seth when we went to the Polynesian cultural center last year.

NOT A PHOTO CHOP! MOUI MILK!

This photo was a little staged.. pic is about two years old. Opal just had 4 puppies about a month ago. I actually got to see her have them, was visiting Cally for Bren's convention at the Beverly hilton...

At my ALS (airmen leadership school) graduation

And the last one, all three kids last year in oct. They have grown a lot since then. The lady is one of their teachers. The boys are twins believe it or not.


Hope the pics where fun.

wonderful pics, marcus. thanks for sharing.

robeiae said:

Now, parts of me are in a few shots, throughout. But the end shot is of me and a young lady (named Fay) walking through the bar.

Feel free to take cheap shots...

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You still look the same! And you walk the same way, too, even if I saw you sober.

Sarita said:

You still look the same! And you walk the same way, too, even if I saw you sober.

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That's my "dead sexy" walk...

robeiae said:

When I was in college, I used to--kinda--live at this one bar in the evenings. It had live entertainment: a one man band act whose name was Brooks. Many moons later, my wife actually had Brooks and his band (which had come later) play at my 40th birthday party.

Anyway, Brooks has uploaded some old videos from the late eighties of the scene at this bar. I'm in a number of them--and know pretty much everyone in all of them--so I thought I'd share one:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=T8WwffRutKo

Now, parts of me are in a few shots, throughout. But the end shot is of me and a young lady (named Fay) walking through the bar.

Feel free to take cheap shots...

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YOu look exactly like you look now! I'm going to start calling you Dick Clark.