We Grow, Grow, Older Still

I call this: Jonathan Works on Our Taxes And Hates When I Take His Photo. You’re right, the title needs work. The classic Jonathan face does not. 

Not pictured: 16 miles all over my favorite stomping ground, French toast well earned, dinner and drinks and Quizzo with one of my favorite people. Some Sundays are worth their weight in gold.

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