One weekend, at the Rutherford's

As promised, here are pictures of us at the Rutherford's in San Francisco. First of all, we have that gorgeous sack of man (No! Not me! But you are so kind for thinking so...) Louis. Not pictured is his incomperable wife, Elizabeth (or E-Diddy as she is known in Oak-Town). She is not pictured because her price was a little out of our budget. That and the fact that she took all the pictures made it impossible. Their first daughter with the unbelievable mane of hair is Marcelle (I know, I know, sweet name!). Whatever level you read at, she has surpassed it and is now smarter than you. The youngest of the ladies is Jackie-R, who is a fantastic hula-hooper, even though she could only go for half an hour. She beat us all at the board game "Life" by breaking the spinner and extorting money from us whenever it went off the rail- straight mafia style. However, she made up for it by donating to us one of her art pieces. It is occupying the foremost place on our fridge, I assure you! Look out for that one, she is going to be famous one day. Youngest of all is Hugo-liscious. You may be tempted, but do not call him cute. He is big, not cute. And yes, ladies, he is available (for the moment).