"I have this little sister, Lola."

My fantastic godfamily.

If it's a broken arm, then brace it.
If it's a broken heart, then face it.

The road trip home.

My summer sunburn.

Summer roadster.

Her first real haircut.

Momma's office.

"Sing until you have no voice."

My son is not afraid of Megamind.

My daily inspiration.

Getting comfortable.

Les Cousins Dangereux.

Her bop.

Summer... summer... summer...

The jacket for MAN ON FIRE, my 19th annual music exchange.

First ponytail.

My little prince.

Where the magic happens.

Bathers.

My baby's busted lip.

Our lego savant.

A drawing of my evening.

"Poppa, will you draw me playing video games?"

Watching Ponyo all day long, I inadvertently gave my son a Miyazaki haircut then we went back to watching Ponyo.

Watching Totoro.

Sleeping at last after several days with an ear infection.

The contents of my pockets.

Watching Sesame Street.

Afternoon while the babies nap.

My little koan.

A sketch of my son's toyceratops, Wally Walkdoo.

Thanks to my wife's efforts with the kids and my inconspicuous drawing place, it was just me and the giraffes until twenty minutes after the zoo closed.

"Poppa, you play your trumpet and I will play my saxophone."

The inaugural drawing in my new sketchbook.