Posted by: Becca and Kyle
Here I am on the plane ride home. Pooped.

It's because I had so much fun.







I also ate a lot. Like Nanna's blueberry pie.


I'll have to check with Great Auntie Cheryl, but I'm quite confident this is a Gruffalo.




The ferry is this way Grandma Marie.




It was a wild and crazy time.

Posted by: Becca and Kyle
Why am I running? To see

Meera!




Moving in for a little kiss.

The bigs took me with them to Joolz on Friday night. Apparently Joolz has NO milk. Luckily my Bigs are quick on their feet and remembered Starbucks was only a block away and has lots of milk. That way we all had a fancy drink we enjoyed.


We shared small plates. My favorite? Kibbe (lamb MEATBALLS!).

I love meatballs almost as much as I love

GELATO. The pink kind.

What do you mean I am supposed to share with you, mom?

Mom made Dad a carrot cake. It looks good but I think it is underdone.

I'm kind of an expert in the kitchen. Notice my outfit? Now look at Dad's.

I like to go to the pool. I do the crawl:

and backstroke:


Traveling haircut:

Posted by: Becca & Kyle
We did a one-night camping trip. Had to make sure we got all the bugs worked out before we really hit the road.

We stayed on Little Cultus Lake:


I paddle board.


What's a hammock? Why? What's a camera? Why? What's a selfie? Why?



There are lots of things that bring me almost as much joy as asking 'why?' one hundred million times a day.
Potstickles (not a spelling mistake):

Playgrounds:

Tools:


It's fig season. Sweet potato, fig, and goat cheese salad with a balsamic reduction.