Feldman Cubs

My new thing is to cover my legs in dirt …

… and then complain that I’m dirty.

Sometimes that annoys dad, and he puts me on rock duty.

I think dad’s friend Haley took this one.

Dad took this one. Mom likes to tell dad that there’s a baby in there, and it will come out on April first, but I’m in on the joke. It’s just a pillow!

Dad says I need to get a haircut “in a big way,” but I don’t see why.

What? What are you looking at?

I’d really like to keep my raggedy mop top, as it’s a big part of my rock and roll look.

The tone on this bridge pickup is way off.

Hmm. Not sure what happens after that.

Dad built this guitar himself, and he used to care what happened to it.

Now he’s so occupied with prepping my strawberries, he doesn’t even think about those things anymore!

Om nom nom nom.

He did have time to take this photo of what I like to call the “smell tree” in our yard.

Don’t ask.