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Spencer, our 6 year old has two girls of her own. Anna and Zelliot.  They were very good girls this year, and they both got new dresses and clothes for the holidays.

Picture credit, Spencer Kirkwood, using Daddie Mike’s iphone 3GS.

A season has passed.  We’re marching our way past Halloween, into Fall and Winter.

We reaped today and it gave us near super powers.

And Rogue searched the pumpkin patch he planted.   He found new friend has come inside to be warm – and to warm.   Pie on the horizon.

The team rallied this weekend to get-it-done for Kenya.   Baking biscuits together.

We make ‘em crunchy.   Kenya crunched them up.

After, we brought gift bags to some special dogs in the ‘hood.   Ahh…Sunday.

This weekend, Mommie Megan picked up bikes for the children.   Timing seems to be everything, as our daughter was completely physched to get hers setup.   She wanted purple, with princesses, and that is what she received.

In preparation for her first ride, she takes extra, extra care with her girl, and sets her up in the seat.

All safe and sound.

And ready for liftoff

And she did.   She pedaled and practiced, got some scratches, and pedaled some more.    

One (future) less car.   And some very happy girls.

Drawing is one of the favorite things the kids like to do.   Spencer and Rogue both love pencils.  Was able to capture Spencer in intent motion. 

Final piece of existence.  Or de Resistance 

Extra Shout-Out to Grandma C. for the cool batch most recently arrived in the mail.

Our dear has been writing some of her favorite letters, in sytle.

Yes, the S.

From the other room, “Daddie, may I please play your banjo”?

And that’s when the magic happened.

played and sang “Baa-Baa Black Sheep” first.   Then, “Puff the Magic Dragon”.   

Being a big girl is

being big to brother

And young to mother

And fun with dad, 

And sharing with others.

Aunt Kim sent down a box of goods from the older cousins, Keaton and Ben.  Our friend Angie dropped off the box in the morning on her way to visit San Francisco.

By early afternoon, Rogue is in full gear and we’re playing soccer on the lawn.  Cleats…and all.

Would you like to kick the ball with me?

The children like walking.  On the wall.  

Been doing it myself, pretty invigorating.