Friday, February 27, 2015
...or maybe not. Maybe just patience personified. As I was scanning emails, deleting more than I answered, I glanced over my shoulder and caught this keeper pose. Casey's usually OK with the morning routine while I finish off that first cup of coffèe. He knows he's got me for the rest of the day anyway.
Posted by Casey at Friday, February 27, 2015
Thursday, February 26, 2015
Wednesday, February 25, 2015
|Just look at these pathetic kids, wondering why Victoria pushes this contraption (notice the walker in the doorway) around with her everywhere she goes...one week after knee-replacement surgery. And will they ever be centers of their universes again.|
Posted by Casey at Wednesday, February 25, 2015
Monday, February 2, 2015
On Saturday, the last day of a gorgeous stretch of blue skies on San Juan Island, Vic, Casey, and I visited American Camp, sight of the 1859 British/American confrontation known as the Pig War. A short hike through what's left of the grounds of the British encampment takes visitors to the 50 to 75 foot cliffs overlooking peaceful Grandma's Cove. Casey always makes treks like these a little more memorable because the kid is simply fearless when it comes to heights. In this short clip you might notice the tenor of his guardians' voices rise a bit when we notice him navigating the brink of the cliff with more reckless abandon than our comfort levels could take.
Posted by Casey at Monday, February 02, 2015