At one point in time there were four Alberts in my family.  Me, my dad, grandfather, and great grandfather.

I love this picture. Not for the fact that it’s 4 Alberts  although that is pretty cool, but that it’s 4 generations of Charpentiers.

Now I have two daughters.  So no new Albert here – although each time we were figuring out names I joked about Alberta. Honestly not a big deal at all, my daughters fucking rock. They are more amazing than anything I could have imagined before kids.

But it doesn’t make this picture any less awesome either.