Peek-at-you,
Peek-at-me,
I see you in that tree!

This is the root system of a fallen tree. Eric was tired of picture taking, but I wanted him to stand in front of it for perspective. So, imagine a person standing in the center where their head would only be half way up the picture!

Good job, Eric. Usually our heads are cut off or something!

Yes, that is the actual color of the water. No food coloring or photo touch up there!

Avalance Lake at the top of our hike. See the waterfalls in the background?

Our Trip to Glacier

Avalanche Gorge.

Shake it!

Bustin' a move in our livin' room!

Dog Walkers

When Mom and Dad came for a visit, this was the ritual. When it was time to "potty" the girls, each boy got a leash and out they went with Grammie to "walk the dogs." They loved it!

Binky Be Gone!

Lucky, lucky us! Something in parenting came easy! Drew has been a binky boy from a few weeks old. He grew a fond attachment to his binky through pain and sorrow. He'd call for his binky in moments of tears and tiredness. I had talked with friends and contemplated just how we were going to part with his dear friend. I had all kinds of ideas. But, August 17th was the last day we saw it. Over the last month or so, Drew began chewing on his binkies which started to create small holes. Granted, we never did graduate him from a baby binky to a toddler binky so they were growing weak from all of the sucking and dishwasher treatments. We noticed that Drew wasn't really liking the holes in his binkies and he wasn't using it much during the day. We were down to 3 binkies and eventually, we were down to 1. When naptime rolled around, we couldn't find it anywhere. So, I told Drew that it was lost. He didn't seem too upset so we continued with our naptime rituals. I laid him down and didn't hear a peep! That night was going to be the real test, but again, when he asked, I told him "It's all gone." He said "All gone?" "Yep, all gone." No protest! Wow! It was that easy! He's asked for it a few times in moments of tears, but I've replaced his object of comfort with a reminder that a love from a stuffed puppy can feel awfully nice. He's been ok with that idea. Today, I told him we need to take a picture of him because now he is a big boy who no longer needs a binky. He said, "Yeah!" So, here he his. Proud as can be, no plug in the mouth, and no need for binky!