play date.

slightly over a year ago, our version of a "play date" involved martinis, cigarettes and a dimly lit piano lounge...



now...
our play dates consist of bottles, boobs, blankets and binkis...
our first of many.
they will marry and sarah and i will enjoy a martini at their reception.

"hi."

"nice shorts."

he will make a great husband if he continues to rub her feet!

"oh, did you want a picture of me?"

i think this is a proposal...

i'm just glad i had company when the sirens went off!
thanks for coming to play with us, jacob!

go well.