From training camp for the football team, this is the new quarterback everyone apparently is going ape-shit about. WHO CARES!? I don’t, except when it makes a fun photo like this 🙂 The fence collapsed and fans kept on trying for autographs. Here’s a gallery from today.

When four children take a nature walk in the woods away from any sort of bathroom, must they all simultaneously express a desire to poop?

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“Papa, you know, we don’t need to buy Lego sets, I can just make my own!”

And it’s true, he’s been making spectacular and elaborate Lego creations of late. We will post more photos as they come into existence. Nice work, Lewis.

Photographed with my iPhone and an add-on macro lens

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We were on a walk with friends around Woodlake Nature Center last week. It was a quiet, still day. The water was glassy, the wind nonexistent. As we were walking on the trail we heard this loud cracking sound and 20 feet behind us this huge Cottonwood snapped at it’s base and started Falling across the path! WHA?! It stopped at an angle after learning against another tree. I just couldn’t fathom the chances of that happening. The thing was at least 50 years old, maybe 100. It’s been living longer than we’ve been alive. And at exact moment we walk under it, on a day with no wind, no particular reason for it to fall, it does. What are the chances? I bet a mathematician could calculate this. I wonder what caused it? Maybe one tiny little termite took one last bite? Maybe it just gave up on life? I don’t know. Pretty neat. And a little scary!

I went back and took this photo of where it snapped:

It’s rare Bailey and Netta get time with a parent all by themselves. Just so hard to make that happen with so many kids and such little time. We always feel a little bad about it. Last week I was grouchy and needed to get out of the house and Bailey wanted to come. So we went to the last hour of the Powderhorn Art fair. We had an entirely lovely time. I bought her a snow cone and she slowly worked on the thing as we walked around the entire lake. Bailey’s was really concerned Netta didn’t get a snow cone 🙂