There’s something on our roof. There’s ice pickles! — Elle, referring to some newly formed icicles.

Hey Groupon(’s ad designers)? I found this today:

What’s the problem?

Fully justified text is not a right, it’s a privilege. Let’s get it together, eh?

I can’t believe my boy is two.

Archery

  • Me: Look, they're doing archery over at our park.
  • Amber: They're shooting a tree?!
  • Me: No, they're doing *archery.* Bows and arrows and stuff. It's called "archery."
  • Amber: Oh, so they're shooting down *our* tree? Who's shooting down our tree?

A quickly cut edit from yesterday’s SUP adventure (which, I should point out, was my first time on a SUP—so, you know, moving water was just logical). Many thanks to my intrepid co-workers Darren K. and Josh G. for allowing me to be the day’s anchor.

Music: “Line of Flight” by Revolution Void (via Vimeo’s Music Store)

Day off. In January. All as it should be.

I’m extending the Pure Narcissism: Kayaking series to new endeavors: a two-minute video of yesterday’s hike up Kamiak Butte.

Music: “Night Owl” by Broke For Free (via Vimeo’s Music Store)

I ran off to explore and hike nearby Kamiak Butte this morning. The trail listing noted that it’s an April—November kind of hike, but I think that’s an error; on this New Year’s Eve, I found the trail completely denuded of snow but the peak wearing its fanciest crystals. 

Our Christmas morning, in two minutes.

Music: “Wavy Glass” by Podington Bear (via Vimeo’s Music Store)

naughty clothes

Amber: Papa, do you want to be on the naughty list?
J: Nope. Why would I want to be on the naughty list? Naughty people don’t get toys.
Amber: Yup, naughty people get clothes!
Christina: Wha?! Do you mean “coal?”
Amber: What’s coal?

Glad we got this cleared up today, otherwise Amber was going to be super sad tomorrow.