Raising a family in Thailand // Documenting Issan food, culture, music, and people
To one side lies the Little Dozer, who cries out happily while seeing visions of puppies and other dreamtime pals, but also piledrives you off of pillows he suddenly wants. To the other, the Angry Rabbit who claws your eyes, pulls your hair, and screams until she gets a fresh bottle of milk.
Some nights seem to last forever…
And then typically between 6 and 6:30am, BAM!
You fuck with the bull, you get the horns. (click that link for the after shot)
UPDATE: VIDEO has emerged!
@Seaside, CA.
They bear a striking resemblance to each other. And that’s cousin Ty doing the Sweeping Crane staff technique in the background.
I’m finally getting around to seeing some of our photos from the states.
@Zoomars petting zoo in San Juan Capistrano, where Max rode a pony!
…all this week so we can knock out this deep cough he’s had for a couple weeks, in addition to some eye infection we’re keeping check with eye drops… It seems that nursery school is just an incubator for germs, and the kids are walking petri dishes. I’m staying home with Max all day today and Nam’s at work, so I finally have a few minutes to start looking at photos from our trip back home. Here’s one of my favorite shots from the first few days:
Like most of the photos on our trip, I didn’t take it and don’t know who did, but good job whoever it was!
…for earmuffs.
…Bearing many gifts, one of which is a Radio Flyer with more bells and whistles than you might believe:
Max and Mina now cruise in more comfort than daddy in his Kujira Crown. Thanks for the gifts, guys!