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Tuesday, December 29, 2009

I live with Indiana Jones

The real one--not the one on TV.


Molly painted this portrait of him for Christmas.  She made one mistake.  She painted him with a complete right middle finger--you know he's missing that first joint--too many adventures with cutting tools.

I asked him where he was going to hang his new gift--not his office at church.  The artist informed me that it was his gift and he could put it where he wanted and she had painted it for his office!

Well alrighty then!  I just wanted to have it at home to show everyone how awesome of painter she is, but no...  Oh well.  As she said, it's not my present!

Indy looks pretty great in his tux here, doesn't he?  Surrounded by beautiful women, just like in the movies! 


Keetha Broyles said...

You live WITH Indiana and I live IN Indiana!

Yes, he is a very HOt Indiana Jones and I believe he SHOULD hang his painting where ever he chooses.

Fun post.

The Lumberjack's Wife said...

I love the title of your blog:"It dawned on me" very clever!

Andi said...

So, the psychiatrist in me says her daddy is obviously her hero. How sweet! Great picture! But where's his furry chest?

Marilyn said...

Great picture for a great guy with his beautiful girls. Love you.

Becky said...

What a special gift! Gotta agree with Les, in his office he'll get to sit and look at it much more.

Relyn said...

Your love for your talented family shines through in this post. I love that!

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