Harriet the Orangutan

When we were in Reno last month, Bags and Anna realized that Ever is an orangutan because she's orange and fuzzy-haired.  Jim has started calling her "Harriet" because that sounds like a name for a redhead. Now that she's getting more vocal and interactive, I'm beginning to suspect she's going to be fiesty like a stereotypical redhead, too. 

The purpose of this post is really just to make a record of my Dean shots.  They'll be lost in the abyss of unorganized photos on my computer if I don't post them here.  No comments necessary.

 

I had to get at least one picture of her skinny little legs.  Like Tutu, like Ever.





The Pants That Jim Wears

As I was folding laundry yesterday, I noticed fraying by the pocket of Jim's pants.

I thought, "These pants need to be thrown away."

Then I saw the cuffs.

These are the pants that Jim wears.  To work.

They have no paint or bleach spots on them, as many of his other pants do, but still... 

I really wonder what his patients think.

When I suggested he get rid of them, he said, "No way!  They're so comfortable.  I've got 'em right where I want 'em."