Three months old

He may not sleep through the night yet, but at least he looks cute while we drowsily try to rock him to sleep at 4 a.m. Is "drowsily" even a word?

throwin' gang signs, hat to the side

Jonah's got it goin' on 'til the crack of dawn.

We found a pre-school.

It's a little far away, but the curriculum is very impressive.

Ride hard. Live free.

Those four words pretty much sum up our parenting philosophy.



Thanks to Daryl for letting these two Fat Boys spend some time together.

We're slowly introducing pants into Jonah's world.

Who knows. Maybe one day we'll get him some shoes.