Our Weekend

The kids and I took a little trip back home to deliver Carly to her

new home. The birthday party was postponed until next weekend since the girls

were sick, but we stopped by and spent a bit of time chatting and playing.

I love their friendship!

I think she likes her!

Ember and Carly

Her momma informed us that Carly didn't leave Ember's

arms for the rest of the evening...that made Emma smile!

Diggin' in!

Ryan had spent the morning at the airport with Hop and

Uncle Max working on Hop's plane. They were home when we got back, and Ryan

had convinced Hop to pull out his old saxaphones. Dad hasn't played these in probably 20 years...he pulled them out of the box and proceeded to play songs! We

were all impressed! One of my earliest memories is Dad standing on the bricks in

front of the woodstove with our dog Brittany at his feet. Dad would be playing

away (quite beautifully), and the dog would have his head up in the air, just

howling up a storm. Now, instead of dogs at his feet, it's the grandkids!

{They are a bit quieter.}

Mom picked Emma a handful of cosmos.

{Mom, I apologize. Somehow I didn't get a photo of you this time!}

Ryan and Dad put the rollbar on "The Flaming Banana."

Then the kids took rides.

Emma didn't want to ride on the road, so Dad just took her around the parking lot.

Posing for a picture...

...before these two take off.

Ryan came back from his ride and pretty much dared me to take

a ride. He thought I'd be too chicken! So, I hopped on and off we went.

Emma, on the other hand, would have much preferred that I stay with her.

As soon as we stopped, she ran up to me and tried to pull me off the bike.

Just a dreamin'

Entertaining ourselves while the boys are on their ride.

These skies were a warning of what was to come.

It poured all day Sunday...kinda felt like we were back in Beaverton!