Mustache Series: The Grandpa

In 2010, I would have to say that Emmett's favorite word (besides potty talk that we don't approve of) is "mustache". I think it started back in spring time when Aunt Julie came from St. Louis and Emmett constantly asked her if Uncle Andy has a mustache (never has, probably never will)?

Not only would he say "mustache", but every time he said it he had to put each finger above his upper lip forming a beloved 'stache. He said the word so much that our tenant, sitter and friend, Elise, searched high and low throughout town to find our boy A Mustache for Everday of the Week. Elise, you know him too well.

Who knows, maybe Uncle Andy will surprise us one day? Emmett would be thrilled.

And folks, he summits his first mountain (well ridge, but who cares?)

Emmett hiked a total of 3.5 hours all on his own two feet to get to the top of Rattlesnake Ridge. There was resistance and the lollipop incentive was quite effective. The ascent was actually pretty easy (thank you tootsie pop!) and the views up top were epic. Truly a five star day. It was the descent we had a few break downs and all was fine as we took it very slow. He shed a few tears and said his feet were tired, but he pulled through. This was a glorious day for the 4 of us! He was so proud of himself and we are, too!

Happy 4th to Me!

Special Visit from Uncle Andy

Uncle Andy was so cool and taught me tricks on the guitar while I jammed out. Then we tried to take photos with that baby who-has-no-name and I really wanted Uncle Andy all to myself.

Uncle Andy came into Seattle on a special mission to arrest some "bad guys" as we told Emmett. Emmett was extremely interested in this story and frankly, was in awe that Uncle Andy "gets bad guys" as his job in life.

Lately, a certain someone is obsessed with "bad guys" and wants to know "where do they live?" and "what do they do?" We try to divert his attention to good guys and talk about firemen, police, paramedics and loan officers. Tee hee.

Yeehaw for Montana!

Now that Emmett is bigger we find Montana more appropriate for our 'lil cowboy. He confidently roamed the land for the first time with his sidekick, Ruby, always close by. It's the perfect get-away from our urban setting in Seattle. We feel free and have lots of fun. Nana Peggy is a wonderful host, too. Thank you!


A big highlight for sure was riding the lawnmower or as we call it "mawn lower".

Another fun adventure was finding a toy gun when out and about with Ruby...ka-pow!