Dallas Lunch

We went to Dallas two weekends ago to see the Mitchells and have lunch with their friends the Webbs, whose youngest granddaughter Meg is six weeks older than Truman. We met at the country club, which made me and Paul a little nervous, but the toddlers did great. See for yourself....


Truman on his way to lunch.



Looking a bit skeptical as Dr. Webb takes his picture.



A lull in the conversation, apparently, when Truman decided to play class clown and throw his napkin over his head. Can't quite figure out Meg's expression here: Embarrassment? Disbelief? Disgust?


Truman admires Meg's BlackBerry.


Heckling the golfers on the course behind the dining room.


The grandfathers trying to wrangle the guests of honor. (Thanks to Dr. Webb for taking so many of these photos, and to Mrs. Webb, Julie, and Meg for joining us!)



After lunch we stopped by to see Aunt Linda, Uncle Harvey, and "cousin" Emma. Here she sits patiently while Truman runs back and forth from the living room with her leash. She was a good sport.


Peekaboo on the car ride home to Austin.



A rare quiet moment on the drive home.