Good news, people: I found my camera. I literally thought it was gone forever, but after a month of searching, my husband (of ALL people) found it in a bag! Happy day!
So here are a few pics from the remainder of the summer:
Sam is a boy. He will try any way to make watching T.V. a risk taking event.
This is "Doggie" and "Bunnie." They are necessary for any sort of sleep attempt. They both carry the Plague. We wash them, but no matter. They still smell...unique.
Friends of ours family own a working ranch in Gypsum, CO. We were lucky enough to head up there last weekend for an "end of summer/beginning of fall" getaway. Sam has never had a s'more before. He LOVED it! As I knew he would.
We also made friends with some of the locals while in Gypsum. This horse was like a dog. It just wanted all kinds of lovin'. It was great for Sam to see horses up close!
There was a whale sighting, which is rare for these parts! Good lord, woman, birth that kid already!
And last, but not least...this is me at 39 weeks. THAT'S RIGHT: 39. Feel sorry for me. According to my doctor, she seems pretty comfortable where she is. Already non-cooperative. This is not a good start, Little Miss!