Blowing Bubbles

Who knew gum was so much fun?!

Road Trip!

There's our little road warrior on her way to Leavenworth for the weekend! The mountains were as beautiful as ever and the weather was stunning. Here's a few shots taken at Waterfront Park behind the village.

Cece ran on all the trails stopping to pick flowers and smile at everyone who passed by.

I like to call this Heart Attack Bridge. Let's just say that Cece gets faster and faster every day!

A group of high school kids sets off to ride the rapids.

Something unique about the blue mountain skies.

Ah, paradise!

Dimple Exercises

It's not easy being adorable. There is quite a regimen needed to maintain such an unbelievably cute face. Dimple exercises, for example are a must. Pucker, smile. Repeat.

And breathe it out.

Again ...

And pucker. Really pull in on that dimple.

And breathe it out.

Big grin.

Nicely done.

Hattitude Adjustment

What makes Cece cranky? Sleeping too late to see Daddy off to work.

What makes Cece feel better? Finding one of his hats!

Tickles your nose that way, doesn't it?!

And off she goes with a little spring in her step.

Buckle Up for Sanity

Ever notice how often toddlers get safety strapped into things? In the car - click! At the table - click! In the jogger - click! The more gear you have the more variety of strapping options. I am starting to see this is is less for the child's safety and more for the parent's sanity.

Regardless, Sunday morning we strapped Cece in to the bike trailer Daddy got me for my birthday last year. We pedaled a few miles and in strong winds while the princess giggled and chirped from the safety of her chariot. My face hurt from windburn and Cece's must have hurt from smiling. A great day!

Hey you two! Get back to pedaling!

25 pounds of cute in the trailer might be hard on the knees, but it is easy on the eyes.

Woof Woof Night Night

Our wonderfully sweet dog, Boomer had to leave us this weekend. As one friend said, he lived a great life and had Honey to thank for becoming part of our family. Boomer was a stray and wound up at the pound with Honey after she jumped out of my car window when I lived in Los Angeles. Let's just say I went to pick up one dog and left with two. That was 13 years ago and what a long, great trip it has been.

When Cece arrived, Boomer wasn't really sure what was happening. The night we came home from the hospital is one we'll never forget. I was in pain from the surgery, the heat was broken and Boomer was desperately whining and pacing around the house. It wasn't pretty. But in the next few weeks we all settled in to our roles and Boomer became Cece's ardent protector.

He was patient and loving even in his last months when she would crawl on him, pull his tail and pester him while he tried to sleep. I would say, "Cece, Boomer night-night" and she would wave her night-night wave and let him be. I think she has noticed he is gone. She looks around every now and then and says "Woof woof?". To which I reply, " Woof Woof night night". She gives me a little look as if to say, " Oh."

Although Cece won't remember Mommy's dogs, she'll know the story of how they kept Mommy company until Daddy came along then they kept Mommy and Daddy company until Cece came along. And, after Cece came along? Well, we're still writing that story.

In loving memory of Boomer, 1997 - 2010