First day of school!
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Further adventures of an eight-year-old busybody and the family who tries to keep up with him
Last Thursday, we visited Evan's school to check out his classroom, meet the teacher, and enjoyed popsicles on the playground.
Evan's uncle John, aunt Becky, and cousin Ross were in town this weekend from their home in Nevada. It was their first visit to Lincoln since 1997 and first chance to meet Evan.
The entire clan was able to spend time together over the weekend. More photos at Flickr.
It's always nice to see Evan's cousin, Damon, and an even nicer treat was meeting his girlfriend, Erin. Not only is she cute, she was very tolerant of the Kelley family in party mode.
Well, summer's nearly over and the 2006 t-ball season went out with a wimper. The final game was called last Sunday due to threatening thunderstorms.
Fortunately, we had tickets for the Saltdogs game that evening, so we got in a little baseball before the storm clouds unloaded on us.
This little critter spent most of an afternoon napping on our cabin's kitchen screen window (outside, thank goodness). We were lucky to spot him as he stretched his wings and took to the air as it got dark.
We brought this speciman back home in a nifty bug box.
We had almost given up hope of spotting any of the small herd of bighorn sheep during our jeep ride, but got lucky as we headed down from the bluff.
Grandpa Rog, Evan, and Brian enjoy a scrumptious repaste.
Nebraska historical marker with information on the cabins.
Our cabin at Fort Robinson, one of the original 1874 adobe officers' quarters.
The fellas at the entrance to the Fort Robinson Lodge.
Evan brought along his binoculars. He thought he might need them to spot his parents in the crowd of parade spectators. Fortunately, we had seats up close.
This cool Coors hard hat came from Evan's grandpa.
Brian and Evan gave me this nifty fountain for my birthday. Not yet in its final location, but we wanted to check out the fountain in action with lights and water.
Evan is trying to tell us:
A. "The snake that got away was THIS BIG!"
B. "The crazy guy you think you see behind me is just an illusion"
C. "Dad, I love you THIS MUCH!"
Happy Father's Day!
During our hike at Platte River State Park on Sunday, we noticed this inscription on the railroad track that runs along the river's edge. It appears to say "Dad 99." We thought it was kind of fitting, since it was Father's Day.
And then I reminded Evan that he should NEVER play on the railroad tracks. Do as I say, not as I do.
Post-game, following the first t-ball match of the season. Go Mariners!
When you left your lightsaber at home, a roasted corncob will do. Evan and his dad enjoying the food at a weekend downtown street event.