A gorgeous day in Anchorage means you MUST get out of the house directly after eggs and hash browns to enjoy the sun while it lasts. We were maniacs.....and now we're sore maniacs. I hardly had the strength to watch Colin mow the lawn and stock the Costco cart with goodies afterward. The man loves a good burn.

And we're off! Note the particularly amazing photography skills of yours truly. Not so easy to balance a camera while clutching one handlebar and watching for traffic. A plus: at this point I could still breathe.


We had the UAA trails all to ourselves.


We stopped at the park....not really by choice, I might add. Once they spied the slides, they were goners. Bubs and Sissy are a couple of suckers for a good park.

See-Sawing Senecas!


Delicious? I think so. He told me to go over and sit with Bubs to "balance out the weight". Hmm....I just left it at that.



Wouldn't be a day outside if Bubs wasn't jumping off of something!

Or Claire acting older than she is:

Gratuitous "Ineedtohaveanotherbabywiththishunkahunkaburninlove" shot:

Beautiful day for a ride around Cheney Lake! Can't beat a day like this.....and to think: it'll be snowing in no time.

Colin and I have this weird thing that we've done since the day Bubs was born. Every night, we check on the kids before we go to bed. I don't know what it is...part of it's habit but now that they're up in my grill and destroying things for 12 straight hours a day.........it's mostly because I love watching my little angels sleep. They're quiet, warm and snugly, slobbering, happy little animals. I like to get down and give them little kisses on their little beaks and smell their sweet baby breath and listen to them breathe. I just love it! Sometimes, I get fun surprises when I sneak in to hover....like blankets strewn about the room, poopy diapers or spilled milk. But last night, I came upon this and had to take a picture:

My little Pre-schooler, snuggled up with his bestest book ever. If you see a small explosion with the heavens parting and angels singing while you're watching the news on Sept. 8th....just know it's Bubs waking up on his first day of Preschool. And don't judge the sweat stains on his pillow. He can't help it, he's a boy. And his Mommy refuses to clean sheets more than once a week.

I really did get about 100 different shots of this. It was their most favorite thing to do: