Filled with Information and Nutrients

My daddy likes reading The Economist.

I like eating it.

Wild Wild West

I thought this tumbleweed was big.










But then this one blew into our yard.

The er/yr Boys

This is me and my cousin, Zephyr.

Our daddies go to law school together. Or at least, that's what our mommies tell us. We just know that they're gone. A lot.

But it will pay off in the end. One day, Zeph and I will go to Disneyland together. By the time our daddies graduate, it'll take a lawyer's salary to get us through those magical gates.

Zephyr has a sweet new website. Check it out.

My First Hairstyle

Its a fauxhawk.

In case, you couldn't tell.

Little Red

My moms has joined the world of blogging. Yet another reason for her to neglect me. Bummer. Check it out.

The Next Gap Baby

I wanted to personally thank my daddy's buddy, Weston for taking this awesome photo (among many awesome photos) of me.

Spot the Difference

One of us stayed out snowboarding in the sun too long and got a stupid looking sun burn.

Thank goodness for my mom's photo-shopping skills and for my distracting good looks.

I Love to see the Y

I'm going there some day

So dad can retire early

Its just the cheapest way.

Crawling is for Babies

My Aunt Marie and Uncle Ryan were trying to teach me how to crawl.

And I was trying to teach them how to keep your legs completely straight no matter what two silly adults try to do to manipulate your body.

Fools.

Peer Pressure (cause I need some peers)

As you can see, I am not happy. Why am I not happy you ask? Count the babies. One...

one.

That's it. That's all.

Get to work, Carly, Jules, Jen and Mel.

(You're welcome, Daniel and Phil.)

The Flying Bean

I took this picture to humor my dad.

When I grow up, I'll ski just like my mom.

Park Life Part 1

There was a sweet park by my Great Aunt Rachel's house.

I really LOVED the swing.

Park Life Part 2

The slide, not so much.

Spring Break

For Spring Break, my moms and dad took me to Utah. It was a really long car ride and I had to spend 10 long hours in my torture chair. Luckily my musical snail sang sweet lullabies to me so that I could sleep a grand total of two hours. Thanks, Gary.

Blondes or Brunettes?

The Jumping Bean

Where's Booker?

I'll give you a hint...

I'm sitting on my great-Grammy's lap.

Wedding Fun

My Aunt Callie got married to my new Uncle Bryce. I guess fasting really does work.