Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Pickles

Jude hearts pickles. Dill ones. When he sees a pickle, he'll grab it and gnaw on it frantically until there's nothing left but the skin.

Here he is eating one in Chicago where we went to see my aunt and cousin run the marathon last weekend. (They did great, but most of you are here for the pickle. I'll cut to the chase.)




I'm getting heckled about how much this blog sucks lately. There. Stick a pickle in it.
P.S. Tyler, pics 3 and 4 blow up when you click on them.

6 comments:

Anonymous said...

Very, very, very coosey. I miss the little man.

Brenda said...

Where did you find a pickle for him to gnaw on during the marathon? Too cute!

Biz said...

it's about freakin time!!!! more pics! more pics! more pics! more videos! more videos! more videos!

Jenna Grover said...

that was so hilarious - so glad you guys made it!

Grandpa K said...

Pickles. I know where he gets his love for pickles. Jono used to love-no LOVE-pickles. He once received a huge pickle for his birthday. That was such a disappointing birthday present that he stopped liking pickles.
Jude is Jono's son.

Emily said...

I knew Jono's pickle affair would come up on this post. Between the nose, chin and pickle, he is definitely Jono's son ;)