Amy: When I imagined bonding with my son, I really didn't think it involved low lights and black nail polish.

Jack: (Sitting across from me with foils in his hair and wet black fingernails) Mom, this is so awesome! Criss Angel is my new hero. He is Goth, with attitude.

Amy: Does your dad go for this? I just can't imagine he does...

Jack: No, he just uses all of the neighbor's nail polish remover.

Amy: On some sick level, I love that...

French

Jack: Since I am taking French, I think we need to kiss like the French do...

Amy: Um, no, really, I don't think we do...that's gross and wrong on so many levels.

Jack: Why is kissing on both cheeks gross?

Amy: Oh...um...I didn't realize that's what you meant...sure, that sounds great, we'll start doing that.

Jack: What did you think I meant?

Amy: Um, never mind.

Our Trip to Yosemite...

One Recreational Vehicle
Two Kids
One Wii
One Nintendo DS
Two laptops
One Class of Homework: Intermediate Accounting
5000 miles
10 days
No Deaths

Don't we almost look happy?

Ross was not suffering from boredom much...he was a trooper.

The Redwood Forest and a REALLY big tree.

I'm not sure why he chose to play UNDER the table...

Almost looks like Banff, doesn't it?

Todd drove all 5000 miles, bless his heart.
There is NO WAY I was going to drive that thing. EEK!