In this one her grin reminds me of a baby picture I've seen of my dad. Maybe they had the same double-chins as babies.
What a cute little Tessie-girl I have! Too bad the lighting wasn't better, or I would have gotten more pictures. That, and I think my camera is slowly dying. (Hang in there, camera! I don't have the budget to replace you any time soon! I love you!)
Now it's time to get back to the seemingly constant coughing and hacking that I have been enjoying in the evenings lately. This cold started off so bad on Thursday night that I thought it could only get better. I was wrong. When we die I hope we get to ask a few questions about life here on earth. One of my first will be "Why colds? I mean, really, what was their purpose?" Because I can't think of one good reason for colds.
My next question will be "Why did you create Nevada?", which was a question posed by my (then) seven or eight year old brother Kevin as we drove through Nevada's barren wasteland to get back to
