Diapers are for babies. Here I am performing one of my favorite tricks these days. "DIAPER OFF!" Based on the reactions I've received, this is perfectly acceptable behavior when camping--not so much in the produce aisle at the market. If you ask me, a bulky, wet discomfort is a bulky, wet discomfort no matter where you are, but parents are sort of weird that way.

Went to the beauteous Oregon Coast with friends this weekend... seen here in front of our luxurious camping abode, a yurt! Highlights: purple star fish, touching sea anenome, wading in the tide pools in my rain boots and drinking hot cocoa...

Before anyone panics or turns my mom into DHS, this is not a drop off behind us.

Some days, the only thing to do is play music, eat a snack and wait for the tide to roll in. We like those days.

Daddy took me to the Science Factory today!

I'm picking out my own outfits these days. Sometimes it takes us awhile to get out of the house because my mom does not seem to understand what's hip.


Does my dad look like Bill Clinton?

You wouldn't know it by the look on my face, but I am quite at peace with personal hygiene. Just wanted to clear that up since my parents seem to have a reputation for disliking all things related to soap and haircuts.

I RAN AWAY WITH THE CIRCUS!! Well, I went to the circus, anyway. The Moscow Circus was in town and played at our beautiful downtown theater. Daddy got us front row seats so I wouldn't miss any of the action. I was pretty mesmerized for all of it--although the "hanging people" (trapeze artists), clowns and dog were highlights. Mom, Dad and friend Kate all thought it was pretty awesome, too! Here I am walking around the lobby before the show and checking out the theater before the show started (and we had to put our cameras away). Other pictures are from the website.

Today was a fabulous snow day! Played hard all day today--and I was not alone. Friends came over with skis, sleds and adult beverages and our house became The Lodge for the day... with people coming and going on runs down our street. Kids were called off all sled runs mid afternoon as it got pretty crazy out there, but my mom had the time of her life.
Below are a few shots of our street, me stockpiling my snowballs to throw for the dogs (and then get inconsolably upset when they chased it and smushed it) and in our backyard by the creek...

One more--I just can't get enough of the babes in bubbleland.

Seen here with my Gamma Sister Ione partaking in the very best activities life has to offer: bubble baths, art and babydolls. And here I am with Baby Linden. I LOVE visits to my Gammas!

Counting and reading. Go Winnie!

FUNKY!

This is where you can find me these days. I'm in my circle-moon-wags-the-dog-airplane-boy-girl phase.

SNOW DAY!

It's been a special time having Grammy and Grampa here. Who else could teach me how to draw Wags the Dog (above) or hop like a kangaroo (below)?

Have you ever tried pouring water from a cup to a bowl and back again 3200 times? You should. It's a total riot.

Happy Elf!
Yummy food for my kitchen! (thank you gramma and kookoo!)
Best. toy. ever. (thank you uncle brian and aunt wendy!)

How did I get through two full years of life before being introduced to the root beer float? Criminal, I tell you, criminal. (and if you think you're getting a bite of this Daddy, you've never been more wrong).

Seen here at toddler open gym at a local gymnastics studio. Do you see how far off the ground I am here? I was very. very. proud. AND! I jumped off. Yup, all the way down. By myself.
and to all a good night....