What's that? Oh, well, thanks for asking. The trees in the backyard, the oaks we planted last
Since you were so nice to ask I went out and got a couple snapshots of them. (How can snapshots seem like such an old-timey word?):
Z's is getting all glorified in red and gold; his tree is sort of pushy and full of itself, in a nice way, I guess.
N's tree is shyer, a quiet tree, stoic; just showing a bit of red pin-striping for the fall season.
I would hope for a mild winter, but I can't. The boys want snow and fireplaces and cozy blankets and video games, so, I hope the trees in the backyard will survive the...
Oh, you asked about Marci's backseat thing... awkward.
From Marci's '...things you don't expect to hear from the backseat...'
N: "I know what I am going to name my baby if I ever have a little girl."
M: "What's that?"