11 More Weeks...

...And counting. Feeling so biiiiiig. Ugh.

Keeping it out of the children

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And for heaven's sake, PLEASE keep it out of the children.

A Pearson Event

At long last, our little Justin is all growed up and has joined the ranks of shiny, happy married people all over the world. Rachel looked gorgeous and we are all thrilled to assimilate her into the collective. Adam was in town from Cali and as always, it was really nice to get all the friends together for the weekend. We are excited to see Adam, Nikki, Taylor, Cameron and the rest of the crew (including the new blissfully wedded) for the holidays.

Justin and his cute best man.

'Da boys. Dave, Adam, Justin, muh hoooney, and Shawn.

Justin and Rachel making a break for it in their expertly designed car. Good luck to you both, we love you!

All Hallows Eve

Gizmo was supposed to be the headless horseman, but objected loudly to the puffy orange pumpkin head-dress.

The usual Halloween Fare. Pumpkin carving. Dogs in costumes. What more could you need? This time next year, we'll be searching for costumes for a slightly larger specimen.

A few of my favorite things!

Namely, EGG NOG!! And beautiful treks up to Snowbasin on a fine autumn Sunday morning.

Boy OH boy!

Half way there and we have definitely stemmed the apple!! If you look quite closely at the second row of pictures, you may notice baby's hand groping for his business. Only this child could manage to suck his thumb and fondle himself at the same time. Silly little dooode. He's so durn cute in his black and white cameos, one can't help being madly in love with him. Bridger is still the preferred name at the moment, but that could change. Due date is still February 14th, baby and mums are healthy and well, and Kelly and I are absolutely thrilled at this new development, for it is rare that one can see in a little boy the promise of a man, but one can almost always see in a little girl the threat of a woman. ;)

and the Gorge

Didn't take the boat, so there was no skiing. Didn't so much as get a bite fishing, but Kelly let me visit the old abandoned cabin of my childhood, wherein still resides the carcass of a petrified cow. We got to visit Grandpa G. in Vernal, Gizmo got to chase cows all around, we hiked up to a water fall, there was rodeo-ing, boat light parade, fireworks, camping, and most importantly, I was able to consume 3 times my body mass in play dough ice cream. Happy end of summer!