tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16941328.post6866561125068271198..comments2023-07-01T10:03:40.013-05:00Comments on Resonance: A Week in AtlantaErinhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13586060033168276292noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16941328.post-17917128467150942042008-02-28T09:52:00.000-06:002008-02-28T09:52:00.000-06:00Those are beautiful pictures!BeccaThose are beautiful pictures!<BR/><BR/>BeccaBeccahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05956853985277687634noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16941328.post-82162915666281901862008-02-23T10:15:00.000-06:002008-02-23T10:15:00.000-06:00Thanks for alerting me to the presence of these pi...Thanks for alerting me to the presence of these pictures on your blog. Those kiddies just keep on growin'!<BR/><BR/>After I saw those two pictures of Charlotte on your Facebook page, I had a flashback to the time we took the Paine children to Fernbank. You made the comment then that most the other folk's there on a weekday afternoon were likely to think that you and I were married and that the Paine children were our children. I can remember thinking to myself, "I can handle that just fine. These are good kids."<BR/><BR/>Looking over this post made me think of a couple of classic James utterances as well. Before he became fascinated with pirates, he was obsessed with "mine train." And before he was showing you Indonesia on the globe, he could confidently tell you which way to turn to get to "the donut house."<BR/><BR/>And as I type this I'm recalling something funny about JRP the II: Jim's entertaining MST3K commentary on Everwood. God Bless the Paines. <BR/><BR/>-Dave ScottAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com