Feldman Cubs

Nate, this nice kid from across the street, lets me borrow his scooter sometimes.

Dad bought a time machine from the Internet and sent me back to 1974.

My friend Eva and I participated in athletic endeavors the other day.

Dad figures if it gets me a free ride to Stanford, it's a solid use of my time.

Eva gave me a few lacrosse pointers.

Dad kept wandering off to take pictures of nothing in particular. This is part of the bulldozer that lived in front of our house for a couple of days.

And these are flowers from the jungle outside our front door.

This is from our jungle too. I think Dad was testing out a new lens.

Seems pretty good.

We went to the Denver Zoo on Sunday. I brought my monkeypack.

The monkeypack has many uses. I can store valuable items in there ...

... and Dad can use the tail as a leash.

I don't see why he has to do that, but he does.

These are my duck friends.

I helped them with traffic control at this intersection. Hold on there, Quackers.

OK. Come on, duckie. Your turn.

There you go. Thanks for practicing good safety!

This guy was there too, but no traffic control was needed.

Same here.

I call penguins "PENGITS." (I also call pumpkins "PUMKITS.")

I don't know what's going on here, but Dad liked this bird.

Dad says this is a lousy photo, but he had to post it so he could tell you that when I saw these birdies, I yelled out "HATS!"

Ah, the zoo.

Good times.