A good son

This is my boy (said like a true Amuricun). He is a good boy. He woke up this morning and went outside to shovel snow (& didn't even eat breakfast). Here he is eating breakfast (an egg sandwich his lovely mother made him).

Here he is reading my blog (what a loyal boy!).

I felt bad for this boy last night. We had all the desserts on the table and by the time the boys came to the table, all the apple crisp was gone. This boy was so sad. So...I promised him I would make another one. As we speak, there is a new apple crisp in the oven - just waiting for him (Nas & Omid to share).