Joie de Vivre

Daddy's Girl digs on the festivities at the Taste of Fort Collins.

Lap of Luxury

Aunt Jen tells the best stories this side of the Continental Divide to Dario, Levi and Roxi.

Happy Campers

Gib went on his first camping trip a couple of weekends ago. The fresh air of Wyoming agreed with him; he slept better in the great outdoors than he does in his crib at home. Roxi had a blast as well - playing with sticks and rocks, conversing with imaginary animals and enjoying the company of her Colorado aunts, uncles and cousins. She cried when it was time to go home. Rest assured though friends, this isn't the beginning of an announcement that we'll be roughing it full time. Much as I could easily live on s'mores for the rest of my days, I love me some indoor plumbing.

Bright Eyes

She's Got The Music In Her

Big Kid

Our little girl turned 3 years old last week. To mark the occasion, she hosted her two best pals, Josie and Hailey, their respective families and her Grandpa and Grandma for a fountain frolic, barbecue and sugar rush (in the guise of Kermit the Frog) on the Saturday prior. On her actual birthday - which she was quick to announce was JUNE 5! - she had a celebration at school. She was the center of attention, sharing milestones from her life with her classmates (with help from mom) and representing her life's journey thus far by holding a globe and walking around a candle "sun" three times. (Her favorite part was blowing out the sun.) She capped off the evening at her favorite restaurant, Rasta Pasta, slurping down buttered noodles and dancing to Bob Marley. Good times, mon.

Roxi's 3-year checkup followed a few days later. It was another glowing report from Dr. P. She's 34 pounds - in the 60th percentile for her age - and 38.5 inches tall - in the 80th percentile for her age. They don't measure head circumference anymore, but we know from the 5-year-old hats she's sporting that she's still clearly above average.

Most of all, she's a rompin' stompin' whirlwind of a wild thing. Happy Birthday Roxi!

Contemplation

Don't Be Fooled

Roxi actually ate most of the bread we brought to feed the ducks and geese. Because it was more fun that way. Gib watched approvingly from the sidelines.