Bob Stevens:
Becky weights the saw whet in the bag
Bob Stevens:
I hope that the saw whet does not attack me
Bob Stevens:
I agree, the feathers all look like a hatching year
Bob Stevens:
Becky, am I the first saw whet you have ever held
Bob Stevens:
Becky, tell Emily that she does not have to wear gloves, it is not that cold
Bob Stevens:
Becky, I said for Emily to lose the gloves, not the hat, I like the hat
Bob Stevens:
Let's see, 152 minus 59 is what, I knew that I should have spent more time on my math homework
Bob Stevens:
Dan, your are right, she is really soft
Bob Stevens:
Mom, If you get Dan a car, I will fly over him at night and make sure he drives safely
Bob Stevens:
Good bye saw whet, have a long and fruitful life
Bob Stevens:
Becky, if you hold me like Kerri does, I will love you forever
Bob Stevens:
Becky, did you really ski Okemo, it was really steep when I flew over it
Bob Stevens:
Becky, if you hold me closer, I will get warm
Bob Stevens:
Hey, little saw whet, I am going to slip you into my pocket and take you home
Bob Stevens:
My cousin told me to keep an eye out for the guy with the hat you can't read
Bob Stevens:
Emily, you are a photographer, tell that guy that I am going blind with that flash
Bob Stevens:
Becky, maybe someday you can be my big sister
Bob Stevens:
Hillary, don't look at Emily, look at Bob, he is about to take your picture
Bob Stevens:
If you are holding me, who is taking my picture
Bob Stevens:
The 2009 Lookout Rock Banding Crew