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I failed. I tired to remember to take more pictures of family while we were in Denver, but all I got was these:

Miles and his super cute and sweet cousin Jensen.

And Miles and Grandma Great.

I'm glad Miles was able to hang out with his other cousins and aunts and spend some time with Grandma Great! Until next time...

Deer & Butts

We'll start with the butts.

Bee butt.

Dave and Miles butt.

I know it's inappropriate, but I just couldn't leave it out.

Zip. Successful pee in the bushes.

Deer. There's 11 of them. Can you find them all?

Just hanging out at the parking lot. It's the cool place to hang if you're a deer. Actually, I think Ken Caryl Valley, CO is the cool place to hang if you are a deer. We saw at least 40 different deer that day.

Dave and deer.

And one more of the fuzzy, furry bee.

Deer & Butts.

Booble girl

I finally got the pictures off my camera from our trip to Denver. So it will be Denver stuff for a while. It was so nice to have warmer weather and be outside.

We took Miles to the temple. Every night we have him pray that he'll get married in the temple to a beautiful girl, also known as a booble gull. Anyway, it was groovy and here are the pictures to prove it.

Miles and Dave are about the same color as the temple.

Classic Dave face.

The only blooms.

Miles would not take a picture with me regardless of my big muscles and restraining efforts.

He looks so happy. And I particularly like the snot dripping from his nose. More Denver later.

When it snows you play

And then the snow never goes away. So you swear AND play. It's great.

This week was Spring Break for Dave. We took a quick trip to Denver and it was great. When we left it was all snow and now it's melting away, hopefully to never return for many a month. Good thing I took Miles out to play last week. He loves it. Today I asked him what he wanted to do and he said, "Play snow!"

So, here's to you, Snow. I'm so tired of you, but we had some decent to good times shoveling and playing. Don't come knockin' on my door for another 7 months minimum. It will, I know. Whatever.

At least Miles loves you, Snow:

Or maybe he's just so happy to be outside?

A sand toy buried under the snow. One nice thing about where we live is there are lots of communal toys. I don't know who buys them, but I don't, so yippee.

Concentration, concentration is the game...

Lately Miles has been saying "mom" a lot. But it's more like "Mom? Mom mom? Mom mom mom? Mom?" And I say "What? What what? What what what? What?" or "Miles? Miles Miles? Miles Miles Miles? Miles?" and we never get any further. He's saying a series of "mom?" in the two above pictures.

Have a seat.

A bird or something flew by.

I really hope that's the last time I take Miles out to play in the snow. Knock on wood! I did. Did you?

A bit for my Mom and Dad

Well this is the last of it. And it's just a whole bunch of AZ landscape. My parents wanted some pictures of the landscape down there. They thought maybe they could get a canvas print from Costco and slap it on a wall in the house down there. So, sorry this is just a whole bunch of landscape pictures. It's more for my rents than anybody else.

On a related note, I paint and I like art. Haven't painted in years, but I still have my fishing tackle box with my paints in it from when I was 9 or 10 years old. I brought all my art supplies out here to MN on the basis of me possibly painting, possibly selling, and possibly making a dime to help support us in our new situation. Turns out we moved into a shoe box and thankfully Dave got a job. So, my paints a ever so carefully packed away like they have been for the last 7 or so years.

When conceptualizing this idea/plan, I knew I would want to paint pictures I've taken. I still love the idea. It combines two of my great hobbies and it would be all me from start to finish. I like it. Just recently, I saw a painting of a dead bird that looked like a photograph (photorealism). It blew my mind and made my mouth water. Not that I want to eat a dead bird, it just made me want to paint more than I've wanted to in a long time. After seeing that painting, I was looking through all these AZ landscape pictures, but I was looking at them as material to paint and my mouth just kept watering and I just kept getting hungrier and hungrier.

So, Mom and Dad, I think that the pictures that show true AZ landscape aren't really something you'd want printed big and slapped on your wall. However, if you want to feed my apartment some magic beans so it will grow and get me a babysitter/nanny, I'll paint you a beautiful picture. Until you locate the magic beans, here are some pictures. Love, Ashley.

To anyone with me here in MN, I'm sorry the looks of all the warm looking blue sky is making you sad.

The holes are bird houses.

The bark on some of the trees is green. I thought that was cool.

Peace. Am I right?

Buzz.

This is my dad after a run. He's lost a bunch of weight and runs 6 some odd miles with my mom every morning he's in AZ. I'm so proud of him. All of these picture I took were on the trail of their run.

And lastly, for your viewing or gagging pleasure, here is a series of pictures of Miles eating a donut. I call them: Miles the fatso. Enjoy: