A couple of Lemons....

The painting, not the girls....!

Lisa came to town for a girlie day in Portsmouth. They shopped for things they didn't need, had a beer and enjoyed being together. We miss Lisa.

Meanwhile, I went sledding with my two boys, my two grandkids, and my ex-wife and her husband and kid. Quite the modern family.

Below is Joey getting some sick air (do they still use that term in the X Games?).

Bret gives little Malikai a taste of speed. He did better than I did. I rode down with Wyatte and once again it ended in blood. I cradled him like an egg, fully cognizant of the time he smashed his face after falling off his bike on my watch. We hit a couple of jumps but I thought it all went fabulously safe thanks to my over protectiveness. Nope. He bit his tongue. Blood, tears, guilt. All the things you associate with a good Grandfather.