Posted by: Becca and Kyle
Friday evening swing.


Move over big kids.

I'm not too little for that slide.




See!

They call me Mr. Pitiful.






M dresses himself now.

It was a rainy, pitiful weekend so we spent lots of time in the kitchen. We made apple-cranberry crisp, pasta fagioli, pumpkin scones, and roasted butternut squash, apple, and caramelized onion pizza with a garlic cannellini bean sauce.

Hopefully this guy is back real soon.

Posted by: Becca
These shoes are made for walking!



Three. That is the number of accident reports school sent home with me this week. Like my bruise?

No idea why you found a paintbrush in the dryer, mom.

Look at this body.

What? It might not be a good thing I can pinch an inch?

Whatever! I'm not worried.


Lego for good karma.

Chilling with Cordy before story time.

Stomach bug (or food poisoning) x2,

Posted by: Becca and Kyle
This week, Em got pink eye. It was ugly.

But, after one dose of antibiotics, he was feeling all better. He was even eating with his fork:


and driving:

Reading a story to Cordy Roy:

Upside down? What do you mean it's upside down?

Happy Birthday from G.U.M.:

Em the maestro:

On Saturday, we rode our bikes in the rain to Tortilleria Reyes.

Delicious tacos:

PB & M:



Doh! I remembered my jean jacket, but I forgot to change out of my PJs.

That looks unsafe. Let me hold that chair.

Reading The Bear Snores On. To the bear.

Up to no good:

Venison steaks and mashed sweet potatoes and butternut squash:

Em likes to stand up in the tub now. What could possibly go wrong?

Posted by: Becca and Kyle
It has been quite a week. I've been very busy.

Let me help you unpack the groceries, Mom.

I wasn't sure if you needed foil, baggies, or saran wrap - so I got them all out for you.

Oh, you needed parchment paper to make Grandma Marie's apple cake? Don't worry, I got that out too.

What's the 'Conservation of Pant'? You really think my track pants are too tight? You can see diaper lines! But they are my favorite...

Faster, Dad!

View of Broken Top from Tumalo Mountain.

Can I have a snack?

I need to fuel up for snow walking!



Saturday evening, Mom and Dad took me to Atlas Cider and Himalayan Bites food truck. They wouldn't give me any of this:

but the picnic tables were awesome. I can't believe Mom and Dad are just sitting there drinking cider. Sitting still is for old people. I did laps and met a chihuahua.



The sky.

The Old Mill smokestacks.

You want me to rake these? I don't think so.

I don't crawl much, but I'll crawl to my new favorite food ...

kipper snacks:


Mom and Dad went on mountain bike rides this weekend. They said this may be the best mountain biking in the country. I think I'll be ready to go next year and see what all the fuss is about.

Posted by: Becca and Kyle

Em likes to stalk the bottle of bubbles and chase it around the table.


But whenever he gets close, it is snatched from his grasp. This doesn't get old.

Breakfast:


Saturday was the Growing Tree Happy Harvest at DD Ranch near Smith Rock.
Goats:

Pigs:

Cows:


Hayride:


And pumpkin "picking":

Ha, these fools aren't paying any attention.

I'm making a break for it.

I'm free!

Mr. M in the middle of a set of pre-bedtime, high-speed walker laps around his room:

Bundled up for his long run of the week:

Ha. Take a look at what I did to this glass, Nan!