


Uncle Ben and Dad on the Tucannon River
Nice Steelhead, Dad!
That water looks fishy to me.
Gus tries his luck in Uncle Ben and Aunt Holli's backyard stream.A little taste of what Gus was singing this morning. Maybe we have been listening to the Grateful Dead channel too much on Sirius? Nah, never.
Thanks to Grandpa Dick for emailing these pictures of Gus, taken yesterday.
Gus goes on an overnight adventure with Dad, is gone for less than 36 hours or so, and comes back with an advanced vocabulary. I swear, he is morphing before my very eyes into a full blown kid. We were playing with his new firetrucks on the couch this morning, and out of the blue he started singing "Fire, fire on the Mountain" that lovely Grateful Dead classic.
"Hun, I see two lines. Most definetly there are two lines there, hun."


Gus and Grace at the wash table
Because just 1 grill is never enough
Story time. Mr. curly head had more important things to do.
Visiting Great-Great Aunt Dot.
We had a nice lunch out with Aunt Dorothy when we were in Edmonds two weekends ago. Aunt Dot took us to Arnie's, where we have had many lunches and dinners over the years. Gus charmed her by eating his chicken and fries, as well as handing his plates to the waitress when he was all done. Aunt Dot said, "that takes the cake!" Matt was able to crane his neck and catch the Seahawks game as we were adjacent to the bar. We all had a good time.
Ryan, Brooke, and Cora. They even look good with Ferry hair.
Gus playing in the Edmonds fountain at the round a bout.
Here we are at the Woodland Park Zoo.
Fishing with Dad on the Kettle River (Labor Day Monday)
Helping Dad take down the crib.
Wow, look at Gus sleeping in his big boy bed! I took this pic quickly tonight right before saying goodnight. No more crib for this big kid.