Posted October 17, 2011 by
It’s Monday morning in Santa Monica and I’m still waking up. It’s 8am-cool outside and I can hear a small plane taking off from Santa Monica airport. Greg is feeding Vera mini-waffles and I’m trying to remember what I was supposed to be doing this week. A million things, I think.
Greg’s brother Brad just moved to San Francisco 6 weeks ago and he flew down to stay with us over the weekend. We ran around, showing him our LA and doing family stuff like going to the pumpkin patch and biking along the beach. (Tons of photos here.)
Anyway, I promise a longer, more substance-y post soon. For now here’s my new favorite photo of Veronica, taken by Greg. We had a stack of LA Weeklys on the patio to use during pumpkin carving and I guess Greg happened to look over and catch V reading one.