Chicken Nuggets

Meet Emma. She is my niece. She is 5? Think so. She "gotted" here a few days ago and she "beed" Ariel for Halloween and can't say her R's worth beans. We had a conversation the other day that went as follows:

A: I need to take a shower.
E: Why?
A: Because I'm dirty and I stink.
E: You don't stink. You smell good. You smell like chicken nuggets! Chicken nugget stars!

Texas What?

So far, we don't miss Texas. It's a wee bit more gorgeous in this part of the country. These pictures are from our walk/hike up to the "bench" by my parents' house. Pretty, ain't it?

Here is said "bench." It's just off the side of a dirt road in the mountains. B-E-A-utiful.

A Few Laughs

There might not be anything greater than a couple little laughs from Miles.

Halloweenie

I know Halloween was days ago, but I'm just getting around to getting some pictures on here. Miles was a hot dog, hence "Halloweenie." Ha. Ha. Ha.

Here he is with his "Indiana Jones" father:

If you can't tell that Dave and I were last-minute-throw-it-together "costumes," it gets better. See me here, attempting to be "ketchup" to go with my little hot dog, but I may have looked more like "little red riding-hood." Or a girl in red. I'll let you decide. And here we are together with our smashing costumes. Miles is by far the best with his face smashed. Doesn't he look so uncomfortable?Since my costume, or lack there of, was so lame, my sister in law made me into a witch so I could pass out candy at her house. It was loads of fun. LOADS.
And here are the Pimp Daddy and Pimp Mama:
My brothers and their wives and kids were totally decked out... I'm glad someone likes Halloween.


John- I'm glad you had the guts to show all of Coeur d'Alene your beautiful hairy chest and hard nipples.

In other news... actually, there is no other news. No funny stories, nothing exciting. Sorry. Here are some more pictures of the little guy.